And two by two ......? our deaths
That one leaves behind wilted preliminary sketches of
The secrets of career
And three by three our hearts ......?
Of the crazy tremors one reflects later
Now it is necessary to dream
And I no longer know what to think
it IS hard to be free as you
And I no longer know what to think
This is finished, dress you again
And two by two one downhill our words
it is hard to forget what one knows and what impregnates our skins
And three by three our hearts on the part
One plays with knives and one can divide the same reads
And I no longer know what to think
it IS hard to be free as you
And I no longer know that to think
This is finished, dress you again
And two by two one downhill our words
it is hard to forget what one knew that impregnated our skins
And three by three our hearts on the part
One plays with knives and one can divide the same reads
Rough translation:
And two by two ......? our deaths That one leaves behind wilted preliminary sketches of The secrets of career And three by three our hearts ......? Of the crazy tremors one reflects later Now it is necessary to dream
And I no longer know what to think it IS hard to be free as you And I no longer know what to think This is finished, dress you again
And two by two one downhill our words it is hard to forget what one knows and what impregnates our skins And three by three our hearts on the part One plays with knives and one can divide the same reads
And I no longer know what to think it IS hard to be free as you And I no longer know that to think This is finished, dress you again
And two by two one downhill our words it is hard to forget what one knew that impregnated our skins And three by three our hearts on the part One plays with knives and one can divide the same reads