In a dammed whirlpool water and fish mix together If you don't know, it's great In a calm place warmed by sunlight, feelings are swimming Being cliched is great, if you don't demand The body sings, compliments and love Even if you adbandon it, you don't put an end to it, after all
The drawn utopia is an escape road somewhere If you wake up, it loses shape The isolated line is an earth that materializes as you step on it Unfruitful, blossoming, gazing, uncomfortable crowded
There's no laughing faces, there's also no sadness It's a blunt world In a painful time, a rain of mud falls If you resign yourself to crawling with no dignity, it's great The body sings, at most, people Envyin g the controlling strings, you get tired, therefore
The drawn utopia is an escape road somewhere If you wake up, it loses shape The isolated line is an earth that materializes as you step on it Unfruitful, blossoming, gazing, uncomfortably crowded
The drawn utopia is unfruitful Blossoming, gazing, uncomfortably crowdedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
