A keresés eredménye

Eight

[verse 1]
 
Stop, come on let's be quiet
let's climb to the highest roof
let's stand and count the lights
some of them will be closer
 
[chorus]
 
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
 
[verse 2]
 
stop, come on let's play with love
it won't be easy, but it should work
you need to become me
I need to become closer to you
 
[chorus]
 
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
 
[verse 3]
 
stop, come on I'll play with love
why do you need eternity?
count to eight
eight - it's already eternity
infinity of consciousness
infinity of love
 
[chorus]
 
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
 
infinity of love
infinity of love
infinity of love
infinity of love
infinity of love
 
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
 

Vowels

[verse 1]
 
The train took us as captives
wishing daily for bodies of change
daily eagerly swallowing air took for granted
unaware of 'gratitude'
 
in this captivity we were also
we accelerate the accessible consciousness
we remain in this stifling captivity, we remain in this stifling captivity by ourselves
 
[chorus]
 
kiss me, until my lips agree
I will moan at you, moan at you with vowels
kiss me until the meanings become dispassionate
and the lips are fiery, the lips are fiery - red
(lovely)
 
[verse 2]
 
we are two polarities
two blackbirds of versatility
whirling in a given dance
mediocrity! Without addresses
 
we are two accidents
two cross threads of reality
braided vibrations
catchers of human words
 
[chorus]
 
kiss me, until my lips agree
I will moan at you, moan at you with vowels
kiss me until the meanings become dispassionate
and the lips are fiery, the lips are fiery - red
(lovely)
 
[verse 3]
 
thought decoders
word grinders
spirit racers
destroyers of the bad
accelerating to the speed of light
there is no internet in the black hole