The smell of today is sweet like breastmilk in the wind
Tiny waves of holy water
This could be the last whiff of them all

Grief has long flown by
And words are only good for lies

In the fleeting world of our fathers - Lala lalala lala
The eternal world of our mothers - Lala lalala : Lala lala

Words can only mean this now
Bitter taste has long flown by
We are not afraid to die

Forgetting the words of our fathers - Lala lalala lala
We whisper the words of our mothers - Lala lalala : Lala lala

We are not afraid to die
We are not afraid to leave

This fleeting world of our fathers - Lala lalala lala
The eternal world of our mothers - Lala lalala : Lala lala

This fleeting world of our fathers - Lala lalala lala
The eternal world of our mothers - Lala lalala : Lala lala

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