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Autor hudby: Indica
My years get few
They get thinner in the air
Like smoke in the sky
After me will be left
Nothing that lasts
Everything fades away
I build a sand castle
It sinks into its place
Won't last till tomorrow
It's useless to build
Ongoing path
If everything disappears
What if eternal stream of life
Snaps like a rotten bridge
What if I'll get lost along the way to the ship
Can I build Heaven out of ash
Only thing sure is this moment
On thin ice goes my soul's trip
Forgive me Lord, I disturb your peace
May I build heaven out of ash
You put your savings into a case
Use money with interests
Maybe into a house made of stone
But why do you think so
If for you was made bed
Only among moss
What if eternal stream of life
Snaps like a rotten bridge
What if I'll get lost along the way to the ship
Can I build Heaven out of ash
Only thing sure is this moment
On thin ice goes my soul's trip
Forgive me Lord, I disturb your peace
May I build my heaven out of ash
What if eternal stream of life
Snaps like a rotten bridge
What if I'll get lost along the way to the ship
Can I build Heaven out of ash
Only thing sure is this moment
On thin ice goes my soul's trip
Forgive me Lord, I disturb your peace
May I build heaven out of ash
