Take us ("Hidden Rhythms" and a bit of me) home here: [ Ссылка ]
Edited by: Sergio Martínez
Lyrics:

Why it gives me pleasure to play this?
And all the things that should not give it.
One is never enough for me,
but when is more then I just get hurt.

So I throw the smoke, smoke of my mouth,
I smile like a clown, and I go far from the crowd.
And I go so far, where just my feet can walk,
But at least, I feel my feet and the pleasure of this.

Cliffs are where I just love to walk,
don’t give me a good track I won’t take it.
Taking a new train and reload
is what I should have done, I didn’t.

And why do they see everything from there?
Are my eyes just worse?
Are they more than me?

So I throw the smoke, smoke of my mouth,
I smile like a clown, and I go far from the crowd
And I go so far, where just my feet can walk,
But at least, I feel my feet and the pleasure of...
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