She sneaks around,
tip-tap.
She plucks the apples,
bum-plum
Gives to the gods
on a bridge,
tip-tap.
Stones that fall,
bum-plum
Paperplanes in the sky,
wish-wush-wish-wush
are we gliding,
wish-wush-wish.
Don't keep quiet, say what you see. (x4)
Codes on a string,
pling-plang,
codes on a string.
I have sinned, spat,
in the face of love.
Open my eyes, I travel down into the abyss,
moving plates, ripping myself into pieces,
melting like lava in the core of earth.
Codes on a string,
pling-plang,
codes on a string.