[- Long ago... what has been said by honour, is exceedingly conducive to my welfare. Abandoning all pleasure, the lofty-minded dauther preformed the propitiation by means of profound meditation. On hearing these words, she pondered over me mentally... and so the story goes... (the skanda purana)]
One million miles i'm walking, one million miles away
And still you hear me talkin,
Full of doubt on a painful way
I'm not a fortune teller nor support the monarchy
I'm setting up the situation to destroy my scenery
Take all the trouble with me, more than i can afford,
Anscrewed and full of laughter, as qirija speaks the word
Oh well i don't know, whatever i'll see...
Come slowly, won't you look at me instead
Depressed and lonely, listen to what shiva said
Taste the falvour of a hundred million tears
I stare into her eyes
Crimes the hide since thousand years
As now my live is shifted, i crawl on holy ground
My blodd and soul are god gifted,
Made me lokkin'in from the out
Still i hear their voices singing,
Gliding sounds from the left to right,
I try to close my eyes,
But can't get her out of my sight
I know this place is haunted
This temple of tears
This lust i always wanted
Beautiful and lustful fears,...
And still i don't know where do i go
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