Rejected by the sea I observe the beach A slight breeze blows They throw me a shovel From the bottom of their hole Their body jut out about it I pick up the shovel And then start to dig
My first walls and my first castles All around me i build up as fast as i can The shapes of sand slowly pile up And still this wind,blowing stronger and stronger
The more i dig,the more it blows Slowly the shapes pass out one by one And the roar of wind and sand drive me mad The grains hit me ! the grains hit me !
I must dig Everything crumbles I must dig Everything erodes
I must dig In the storm I must dig Within the storm
In the bottom of my hole The sans and the water burie me As i throw the shovel To the one that cames out of the ocean Now it is his time to dig With my very own shovel As a part of me will survive Cause my body will join the seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.