Оригинален текст
fragile rare occasion
out of chaos a creation
binding into one form
lucid drunkeness
aiming truth and openess
baby you are a joy
I want you free when you grow boy
revive the old idea that we carry
binding into one form
lucid drunkeness
aiming truth and openess
baby you are a joy
nothingless
truth and openess
nothingless
but truth and openess
revive the old idea that we carry