Testo Elegy

There's a black point There are black hills There are black feet There's a black pint There are black seats There are black hills There are black feet There's a long line elevation There's no berry in the air There's a long man and his feet stand On this bearskin out of square There's a factory pulsation Naked bodys hang around At the nighttime for this nation You will sleep and cover down The old bear in the garden Our saviour set him free There's a garden full of homeless And the black points fall around Sign the poor man, sign the nation Thats freedom wall in town How long can we be Believe in wonder, set him free How long can we be Only this time can we be There's a black point situation Exebition far the greatest fear There's no language, only footsteps There's a scream in the air There's no cover in the garden There's no wisdom anywhere There's a long way, but a small kick Only this door opens the air The old bear in the garden Our saviour set him free The old bear in the garden And we take the liberty To be free