Wherever you live You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel inside Your black ivory soul Aya aa ehehe hehe Aya a ehehe he N' fon egbe bodo
Imanja oo, iemanja oooo Iemanja oooo, iemanja oooo Imanja oo, iemanja oooo Iemanja oooo, iemanja oooo Iye iye mandja aa, eyin nin iya gbogbo wa Edjade
Mieux vaut ne penser a rien, que de ne pas penser du tout Rien c'est deja, rien c'est deja beaucoup On ne se souvient de rien, et puisqu' on oublie tout
Tumba, tumba, tumba, tumba yo Tumba, tumba, tumba, tumba wa Tumba e tumba ea, tumba e tumba eo Tumba, tumba, tumba, tumba yo Tumba, tumba, tumba, tumba
Owa iya iye e a, owa iya iye e a Owa iya iye e a Owa iya iye e a, owa iya iye e a Owa iya iye e a Onikaloukou wa n'fe ri ominira Onikaloukou wa n'fe
Ein stummes Antlitz im schwarzen Spiegel eines Sees, in dessen endlosen Tiefen alle Schreie longst verhallten. Die Fesseln der Zeit sind schon vor langem
No man ever seen the face of his foe no He ain't made of flesh and bone He's the one who sits up close beside you And when he's there you are alone Every
I walk without you but I need to believe I've got my own eyes now And I want you to see There's no discretion in my voice And you need to stand clear
To the wounded I have seen the self image They've forced you to reduce to shattered glass The only remaining value lying in it's jagged edges But the
Sad and sorry Troubled and tired Wild with worry Mad with desire Junky jitters, bed bug critters Now who would die for love? Midnight favor, sweet sick
[Verse One] I can't believe I've fallen down to my knees. You've got me begging me,"Please, there has to be another way." My broken chest, it hurts, it
Without you woman by my side I'm contemplating suicide torn from all my pride A man tells me, son that ain't the way Gonna make a deal with you child
Now there's somethin' I'd like to talk to you About at this particular moment and that's about the one thing That we won't be able to do together nnless
Man of madness who lives in my head Keeping me awake at night he sits on my bed He drives me crazy, he won't go away Playing his game every night and
He no never seen the face of his foe, no He ain't made of flesh and bone He's the one who sits up close behind you [Incomprehensible] you are alone Every
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Blackness is calling, you're enslaved by its rule Obeying your madness, the weak hearted fool Possessed by evil, you're onto the game Hate is your motive