Living without you is difficult But our dead dreams awake In my mushroom art
Do not observe her beauty Cloud-faced old man winking You see, he tests me He wants I should join him in gratitude For his craft He calls this love But hardly so
Happy the universe Happy is the act A bejewelled crow on a quilted tent Yea, at the zenith Our dead dreams awake
Living without you is difficult But our dead dreams awake In my mushroom artTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
