---

You don't even have a hearing
But I tell you just in case anyway
If I leave this pleace and you are left here
Always stay chimerical

It's not just the winters that cause frost
Or gloomy blurry autumns that make you lost
My womb in not as gloomy as this bed
It's more like a tomb when you're on earth

The good ones makes no child

You don't even have a force of seeing
But I show you just in case anyway
Without fantasy you'll go down the drain
Always stay utopian

And I wish you hot summers of excess
And irrational springtime foundness
Until then make my womb your favourite bed
I can't handle the though that you'll get hurt

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.