Letras:
Alpes

see, each evening Shamed I hate my selfe in sight of mountaines And stoppe mine ears, lest I growe mad with Musicke For she, with whorm compar'd, the Alpes

de SAINT ANDRE DES ALPES Avant que les fous te rattrapent Joue moi des symphonies en sol Toi la musique , moi les paroles BERNARD DE SAINT ANDRE DES ALPES

BERNARD de SAINT ANDRE DES ALPES Avant que les fous te rattrapent Joue moi des symphonies en sol Toi la musique , moi les paroles BERNARD DE SAINT ANDRE DES ALPES

see, each evening Shamed I hate my selfe in sight of mountaines And stoppe mine ears, lest I growe mad with Musicke For she, with whorm compar'd, the Alpes

You don't ask much now You don't ask much of me, now You don't belong here But you'll never leave, now Don't ask me, please, not anyone Just let me be

Ten out of ten for a race already run Bleeding the world 'cause you can't figure out what's wrong So come back down from your daydream high Lost for

She doesn't know how to relax Doesn't know how to hold back And all I can do is laugh Maybe I'm too much in love Maybe I don't give a fuck It's never

Headlights burn and then fade out Unlike the long, distant way out You think that you're perfect for this That you can survive when it suddenly hits

Just when you?ve finally forgotten you?re alive / your light (?) That?s exactly when they send you back It comes together only to fall apart You?ll start