� Nature, nature is incandescent The sky is white Trivia, trivia dances against time On the sky I don't want, I don't want the north to be south To be so long That rose, that was killed trying to keep it up To be lonely but Where everything is lost in the fog Where is the bottom of my memory The wind, the wind blows on my face The waves, the waves The rose, the rose that I never saw Under the waves Where everything is lost in the fog Where is the bottom of my memory The wind, the wind blows on my face The waves, the waves
