Из альбома: How Could a Village Turn Into a Town
Worst call worst another time
But thirst comes first, damned daily life
After, after all
All the voices start to spread out
From that little village
To the old and noisy town
"Call me first, instead of blaming first"
As it all started
No one couldn't trust me more
And all the lost sheeps
Came back to the shepherd though
"I swear cause all is not my fault"
Worst call worst another time
But gossip thirst comes first in life
Once upon a time
I was a good and well respected man
Pockets full of money
Clear sign of a superbe wealth
"Call me first, instead of blaming first"
When that shame started
No one couldn't ask me more
Life spent to devotion, then passion came though
"I swear cause all is not my fault, and I swear cause that son is not my fault"
Worst call worst another time
But thirst comes first, damned daily life