Текст AWS – Buried Attitude
Текст:
How trees are flapping
Streching all her leaves
When hurricane comes and plays with the branch
This wild tangling chaos is like a bop of ideas in my deranged mind
Behind your back and you can’t bring it back
Every day breaks through the past terms. Rethink your dreams
The feeling’s in me, but my mind can’t read it
Every day breaks through the past terms
Every day breaks through the past
My mind can’t read it
My mind can’t read it
Lonesome sobbing of the fiddling fall
Brushing my heart with a needle so dull
It’s also freezing when the pendulum
Swings as reality embraces my daydreaming
Now I fondle into burning ice, my heart is cold but my mind’s on fire
Fitfully pressing my makers hand
Tries to hold me back, but it’s hopeless, I’m just about to fall
On the street
Where the crows are croaking, they are hunting a prey for the suffer
Thousand deaths against one big one
There’s no more chance, as the spring is so bloody now
I sit here in a shiver, in the hands of the summer
Every day breaks through the past terms. Rethink your dreams
The feeling’s in me, but my mind can’t read it
Every day breaks through the past terms
Every day breaks through the past
My mind can’t read it
My mind can’t read it
Itt a nyár meg a tél
Nézzél rám, te nyár, én üvöltök, üvöltök a sárban
Sose éreztél, sose kér
De lásd, este van
Egy másik álom jön, fénytől fél
De lásd, este van
