We continue to take care of the shell
We continue to shape the shell
We continue to row backwards
And to taste almost dead waters
And to live in already trodden streets
And to take used stones
In a half-broken bag
In a half-dead bag
We try not to stain the bark
To make the bark shine
We try not to rest on our backs
We try not to miss answers
May they never see us from the outside!!
It's us that the world loves
Dance steps on the floor
It's us that the eyes look at.
We pretend not to think about the shell
We try to forgive the shell
We separate good and bad
When the real is inspired
And what is life is burned
One more hour naked
Where waters don't flow
And sorrows don't die
Why take portraits?
Why clean the facts?
To fit in the frame
Don't care to the break
Shut up the dust
Let the knot remain
Break another rope
Expel another stain
We try to disguise demons
Out of fear we avert our eyes
br/>By flight we put out fires
By shields we are reborn new
Without a trace we forget lips
High, we crawl, wise
Deeper and deeper
Into the hole of the world
With strength we cling to the shell
Which is all we have left
That the mast melted
But everything shrunk
We wanted to test barriers
And we built webs
br/>Difficult to break
And here we are trapped
...in the shell.
Shell is time that hurts
It is a closed window that shatters
when you look at it behind..
Wind is what hits you in the face
Just let go of the shell!!
Don't look back!