Текст (слова) песни: Gojira - Indians

Ride a horse thats cleaving through
the air and space of dreams
travelling through time
All alone I pray
where am I ? Who am I ?
And that old man trust in me
His words are running now
because we have lost all guides
youre extended now to a world of light

youre not the one
you think you are
since you were born
youre only love

On a mount Im standing now
and its coming over me
that Im not here,
I am on another plane
humping around, hit myself
I returned inside of me
tears sliding down my face
[I die again]
And the horse is leaving me
running out of space
running out of reach

youre not the one
you think you are
since you were born
an Indian tribe


Другие песни Gojira:

Death Of Me
Embrace The World
Indians
Inward Movement
Over The Flows
Remembrance
The Link
Wisdom Comes