Once she almost had you
And again she would like to
Sinful bodies, wings of a butterfly
Blood is flowing down a rose
What have you hung on the wall
Breeze blew it out, and the life did not go anymore
Broken wings of butterfly
Avoid shoes that trample fragrance
Smash written lines
Only for gold
They will sell you into shopping windows
Into exhibition halls
And each one to their own pocket
With jeep she gallops
Once she almost had you
For the soul she held you
sinful bodies, wings of butterfly
Return by the rock by which you left the path
Turn the stone where did you entered
Spread your wings towards the sun
Avoid shoes that trample fragrance
Sweet songs writen
Only barely for chunk of gold
They will sell you into shopping windows
Into exhibition halls
And each one to their own pocket
With jeep she gallops
When a tree grows
Until the lighting and the thunder hit it
The night is on
When a tree grows up
And when the lighting and the thunder hit it
Straightens up, devides, shares with others
Compose tuesday with pieces of sundays and you move on
Remember the world
When for a piece of body
Miracles you did not seen
You did not have wings of butterfly
Sólo hlas a nástroj (solo, voice and instrumental)
The gorge under the rock of revelation
A valley grinning under the pressure, opened by a fusion
Stags laden by lure
They plunge headlong into the depths of the earth