NACHO SCOLA lyrics : "VISIONNAIRE OF THE EMPTINESS"
Just catch a fever and you´ll feel the rest
If you don´t get it
I´ll help you to understand
There´s nothing to be said
There´s nothing to be said
Like a visionnaire of the emptiness
There´s an amazing mountain
My mind is the fountain, life´s the waterflow
But when I ask you
Your answer is I don´t know
There´s nothing to be said
There´s nothing to be said
Like a visionnaire of the emptiness
Got to, got to, got to cross the river
Going to, going to, going to cross the river
Spreading out, spreading out all that I once knew
There´s an expected heaven
Before you´re eleven it starts to kill your heart
Who sells the tickets
To fly a million yards
There´s nothing to be said
There´s nothing to be said
Like a visionnaire of the emptiness
Got to, got to, got to cross the river
Going to, going to, going to cross the river
Spreading out, spreading out all that I once knew
Got to, got to, got to cross the river
Going to, going to, going to cross the river
Spreading out, spreading out all that I once knew
Like a visionnaire
Like a visionnaire
All that I once knew
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