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Zen
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английски
Zen
Zen
A duck in the coffe,
I find it hard to digest, sometimes,
All the chewed papers
That are taken in my net
Of voice. Poor fisherman,
Should read between my lines,
There's no biting in my mood swings
Although, I'm not worthy
Should stay laid-back. Let's laid-back.
Cold blood in the veins, let's laid-back.
More shock to the system.
Laid-back, let's stay laid-back,
Life's calm as a scene,
Without love and without hate.
I'm not in the wind of the puppet shows.
Of these players from the baseline.
Of those who, for a little piece of atoll,
are ready to dump love,
All these blackmailers
Who lack of safety and heigth
It's easy to count the mistakes
When one is not playing in the scene.
To err is human. Let's laid-back.
Cold blood in the veins, let's laid-back.
More shock to the system.
Laid-back, let's stay laid-back,
Life's calm as a scene,
Without love and without hate.
Zen, Zen,
Zen, Zen.
Laid-back, let's laid-back
Cold blood in the veins, let's laid-back.
More shock to the system.
Life's calm as a scene,
Without love and without hate.
Zen,
Without love and without hate.
Zen,
Without love and without hate.,
Let's laid-back
Zen.
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