once upon a time
we are dreaming over the desert
beer,flowing,over the glass-blim
horses are runnig yeh desert
we are yelling to the sky
we are drinking to we die, die, die
the last summer night heavens
the star so bright, above the sands ok ok
let's go to sleep guys
we will dream a dream of the old stories
we will dream a dream of the old stories
I don't wanna lie tonight
listen to my breathe and crouch
my body over the warmth
I need whose love
I need whose love
now I get tired, tired, tired
weaker and weaker aroma bath shower
just sleeping, sleeping on my slipper
but I still need something more
but I still need something more
why am I why am I
swim in to the sea
all into the past
all into the last
raise of my myier
raise of my fire
see to the tomorrow from here
it's river and twist
it's river, river, river, river