On it's face a whole lifetime of experiences all truly lived
A long deep furrow of who wanted to live
and talk to the sky
A man walks bent forward on the path
that leads to home
In the night blowing wind – Owl hunting stops the run
The heat of a blind summer and I know
the smell of dead grass
Frost of a snowy winter cold feet that
sink but you cannot stop it
A man walks bent forward on the path
that leads to home
In the night blowing wind – Owl hunting stops the run
Poor dear they seek the bent man but he's not there neither his melody
While they dance rising and falling on music
A song that kills everything else around
A man walks bent forward on the path
that leads to home
In the night blowing wind – Owl hunting stops the run
Man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
Oi jau cia turetu padirbeti viesuju rysiu specialistai.welcome to XXI century Negi nesimato kad rusai iki mano amziaus megsta vakarietiska kultura.ta pati muzika filmai drabuziai keliones.jiems priklauso ateitis te seniai pasilaidoja po tankais o ne jie