A flower withered in my arms A bunch of birds running out of my head Flying to the Great Blue Line Spirals can' t hide their way Can't face them stealing his fire Can't fade them into this dark.
Bring fever in my thoughts Tears offer an escape from myself Can't face them stealing his fire Can't fade their
Descent-towards-ordeal-to the river naarmaljah Starlit-ashes-are my road.
There's no daylight, the banks are dry, the boats are still Waterfalls rinse a brown bright sky, but clouds are dead.
We call it truth and ambition and dignity But it's just our waterfall.
There's no dayligth, the banks are dry, the boats are still Waterfalls rinse a white ... Galanthus-heal me-let me live-into you Offer your-droplets-and your milk-to these bitter waters Let me live in your droplets.
Your leaves break my pain Blurred sunsets covered his last days Flying under your laughing words Falling into grey empty fields.
Hold his scars in your tiny shoulders Smell his winds while the river flows Now watch them waiting The silence of his last breath's struggle
Under their cold dark eyes Under their cold black love Under their long weird shape Under their filthy, wicked shrouds.
Trying to form A blessing for his lonely moments A mantle for his frozen stars.
And all the blue tiny hopes I used to call, fade in smiles Turn into dotted bright lights trying to fall.
And they have the face of twisted suns A face that shivers Like the last shoal's wriggle Till river falling down Where is the end?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
