Say it [?] Say it, say it Say it a little closer Say it a little more clear Mother tongue It's on your Mother's tongue Creeping toward The edge of it On your mother's tongue I don't recognize you anymore I don't know what you've become [?] the bulding's tall And I feel the sense, the sense of it all You're lost on me now And the beautiful rivers of old Don't run with blood and the tears [?] I don't like what I've seen I don't like what you've become
And hiding away from [?] Keeping your hands warm The truth of it all That's the truth of it all I don't like what you've become I don't like what you've begun to pedal The words of the devil [?] Would like [?] And our bodies leave no trace [?] Thin wisps of smoke to do your bidding Who are you kidding?
Say it Say it a little closer Say it a little clearer In your mother tongue It's on your mother's tongue Creeping toward The edge of it all On your mother's tognue On the mother tongue I don't know what you've become You're not what you used to be And I don't like what I see And the walls are thin and the buldings tall I feel the sense, the sense of it all And you're lost on me now You're lost to me nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
