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Gave in again
The bastard
Can’t keep refusing rights
So he’ll loan the cash
But the sin
Is on the hands of you

So, to care or
Plead silence, weak hands are calling

There’s close enough
And there’s too far
It won’t change an empty stare
But I can’t seem to end
These images
Hauntingly looks like hell

So, to care or plead silence
Weak hands are calling
To care or plead silence
Weak hands are calling

Come, enter the foreign
Face, all that’s shameful
Cheat, may the past find
Out, separating

To care or plead silence
Weak hands are calling
To end this catastrophic scene
Awake and breathe in

To Care or (care or)
To Care or (care or)

Touch
I ll stand for nothing less
Or never stand again
These are the limits when one s buried
This body s left the soul
Could we have known
Never would I, have helped to nail down
Careful of drifting off
Now losing taste and touch
Turning a pale blue
Leading in the say
This body s left the soul
The brain...

Nie dawno tak
To nie do wiary, że ten czas po prostu minął
Nie dawno tak
Słodkie jak pierwszy pocałunek piliśmy wino
Nie dawno tak
Drzewa zakwitły i pachniały nad naszą rzeką
Nie dawno tak
I wydawało się, że wiosna wciąż na nas czeka
I stało się co zwykle musi...

Rastafari lives and reign, I say
heathen people will stay blame,
Mek the quarell everyday
They ve got a problem with themself whoa oh
Seek Rastafari for your health yea ah
So many poor people living in need oh oh
They ll work yet nothing good to achieve ooh ooh...

Well its for sure
Well things came down hard but you couldn t wait
Well all I think about is myself and anyone else
Well they get strung out but I get high
Well buddy something you better get straight
I ain t got no...

Ich schrieb einen Brief
Den ich nie schickte
Ich sagte adieu
Dem, den ich liebte
Ich dachte so sei es besser
Um glücklich zu bleiben
Und so fand ich zu mir
Und so zu uns beiden
Und wenn die Winde drehn