Текст песни: Pantamemoir + перевод

She writes hard, to save her sister’s land

It’s one of the things she lets you know

I like these things that she wants to do

I like these things I can prove it to you

Sometimes he gives her money

I’m not sure if I should like this drain

You can touch your face with a wooden hand

You can tell the time with a blade of grass

I think you better get them out

I think this time you should turn away

If the sun goes down, it’s just your face…

Tell me with your body, tell me what the hell got you here

You’ve been acting strange for twenty-something years

You should shut your mouth and act it out

I’m not sure I learned her secret

Or, understood her gestures on the final Page

When I asked her way, she said, «Oh, it’s you…»

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