Slight metal two rods carrying happiness They accidently crossed right in front of me You always keep my left when stepping it together So the left belongs to you The two lines crossed It is the story of our meeting Between you and me
Yes, keep digging here deep and deep down There is something sleeping Yes, it may be a treasure or write-offs Keep close in the ground Wake it up with your hands
Slight metal two rods carrying fire storm They looked other way this time, out of the blue Seeking for a different future, I am the right So the left belongs to you Quitting face to face It's the story of our split up Between you and me
Yes, keep digging here deep and deep down There is something sleeping Yes, it may be a treasure or write-offs Keep close in the ground Wake it up with your hands
Yes, we're looking for a place to belong, when we say hello Yes, we make sure of the place to belong, when we say good-bye
Yes, keep digging here deep and deep down There is something sleeping Yes, it may be a treasure or write-offs Meeting, split up, if I could love both There's no purpose
