Virgin Prunes - Bau-Dachöng

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Bau-Dachöng
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Be7JBCFxd7k

Of this men shall never know
Of this men shall never understand
I close my eyes so I cannot, cannot see
So afraid of the dark, there’s nothing there
You’re mad, you’re mad, you’re a weirdo
You’ve gone too far too soon
Breaking out from the inside
I’ll wait for you, so hard to find
Take closer steps, three steps to nothing
The clothes I wear are burnt
There’s only smoke in the field. If I die I die...

We will wait for, we will wake up
We will, we will be one
This black heart, this black heart is so cold.
Of this men...

Take the monkey from my back
Pointing out, pointing out my enemy
I’m looking for something I can see
Something I can touch
I look for the boy with…
The boy with the stars in his eyes

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Bau-Dachöng

Destes homens nunca deverei saber
Destes homens nunca deverei entender
Eu fecho meus olhos então não posso, não posso ver
Com tanto medo do escuro, não há nada lá
Você é maluco, você é maluco, você é estranho
Você foi longe demais muito cedo
Irrompendo do interior
Esperarei por você, tão difícil de achar
Dê passos mais próximos, três passos para nada
As roupas que visto estão queimadas
Só há fumaça no campo. Se eu morrer eu morro...

Nós esperaremos, nós acordaremos
Nós seremos, nós seremos um
Este coração negro, este coração negro está tão frio
Destes homens...

Tire o peso das minhas costas
Apontando, apontando meu inimigo
Procuro por algo que posso ver
Algo que posso tocar
Procuro pelo garoto com...
O garoto com as estrelas em seus olhos

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