Idioma Origen:
I draw a black line
On a wall a stupid word
For me it's not important
For you it's nothing new
For me it's wrong
For you it's necessarily
I draw a black line
I draw a curved curve
(Chorus:)(x2)
A bullet in the heart
The brain hangs on the door
The nimbus and the wings
We put on, white robe
The soul in the skies
We'll pack in a box
We'll let it free
The time again is 20:10
I'm not with you at the moment
You're sitting in the corner and crying
Maybe you fool me around
I love to listen to you
Please open your soul for me
No thoughts would do here
The time again is 20:20
(Chorus)
Idioma Destino:
I draw a black line
On a wall a stupid word
For me it's not important
For you it's nothing new
For me it's wrong
For you it's necessarily
I draw a black line
I draw a curved curve
(Chorus:)(x2)
A bullet in the heart
The brain hangs on the door
The nimbus and the wings
We put on, white robe
The soul in the skies
We'll pack in a box
We'll let it free
The time again is 20:10
I'm not with you at the moment
You're sitting in the corner and crying
Maybe you fool me around
I love to listen to you
Please open your soul for me
No thoughts would do here
The time again is 20:20
(Chorus)