LEARN LYRICS

I'm talking about those funny nights

Make you feel like you're on a moving floor

From those weird moments

Where everything seems way too big

The night takes on a taste of guardian

When you can see more the glow of the lighthouse

Let the water enter the holds

The most beautiful becomes so banal

That we'd want

To slump all the sails

The blues is white

When the heart grinds black

When everything separates us from our history

The blues is white

When the heart grinds black

For death we would pay a deposit

And in the cockroach

We don't even know which way we're rowing

We believe we lost the flame

Don't cry it's not a drama

We've all had this kind of state of mind one day

And sucked by the blade

We're even afraid of telegrams

We'd like to change

But change for which program

The blues is white

When the heart grinds black

When everything separates us from our history

The blues is white

When the heart grinds black

For death we would pay a deposit

And in the cockroach

We don't even know which way we're rowing

We believe we lost the flame

And in the cockroach

Don't cry

Don't make a drama

We've all had these moods