Текст песни Root - RullbrГ¤h
Root - RullbrГ¤h слова песни
Blackie / Big BossRullbräh : I´m learning the anxiety of happiness,it seemed deceitful long ago, but words of praise urge to birtha harbinger of butterfly flight.Rullbräh : Glory of spite, delight of blood,Happiness of happy - go luckiesand the forever mute,of strong only in beauty and vulnerabilityliving in the sorrow of their souls.Propeth : I come acorss happinesswithout looking for it,lost in the bottom of bitternessin the garden of faded flowers.Rullbräh : I´m listening to the whispering of voices,about the blossomed solitude of anandoned eyes,solitude agitates my heart.Rullbräh and Prophet : I will nolonger, may be when I wake up . . .