He had a disposition of a suicide, his course was a different world He set out into icy waters on a journey out And when the body came out, it saw us And when the body understood, it heard this: Y.R.U.L.I’VE?
He had a disposition of a suicide, his course was a different world At full moon at an agreed hint he drank the poison And when the soul had flown away, it had seen us And when the soul understood, it heard this: Y.R.U.L.I’VE?
Like a white crow fly more far and higher, where the flock of the black ones does not fly Like a black sheep run to the distances, where the herd of the white ones does not run Search for dreams in the forbidden books, in which nobody else searches Think how you answer when I ask you Y.R.U.L.I’VE?
He had a disposition of a suicide and an unfulfilled dream To take a header out of a thirteenth floor’s window And being drawn by the earth’s gravity away from stars he saw us And before he finished his journey of gravitation, he heard this: Y.R.U.L.I’VE?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
