[Schallenberg , Lubitzki]

I've digged my dices in the corney of these

street stones
Now they shoot along the drain ground lights
They join a gamble with the ground water

to win the wipping willow tears where gold
sparks hide


Here where we sing all our love songs of the yins,
kills the embrace of wild charming and sins


We ride our spinning wheels around the walls of sleep
to net the castle in a fairy jail
Give me a minute for my punishment, the garden

where they wait with whips of devil tails

Here where we sing all our love songs of the yins,

kills the embrace of wild charming and sins

Bless you, weird boy, said the may sky

Blees you, weird boy! Tell your weird joys!

Bless you, weird boy, said the may sky

Blees you, weird boy! Tell your weird joys!

Bless you, weird boy, said the may sky

Tell your weird joys, said the may sky