Текст Bibio – Watch The Flies

Morning comes, the day eludes you
I know you don’t have room or time to be you
The sound of foghorn or the bugle
I know that you can hum the tune

July comes, the sun eludes you
I know you can’t afford a room with a view
But chime a bell, it’s time to be you
I know that you can play a tune

Resting where the seeds of summer, they’re in sun
When I promise I’ll be here
Watch the flies that catch the sunlight anytime
You two, always there

Falling when the leaves have rotten
They resume their duty to the earth
And the wings that move, they’re softer every time
You two, always there