JAGnięcy szept / AGNus whispers

Words of hatred every day: Love thy neighbour but only if he's gay Don't be proud of who you are Unless your parents came from far Words of hatred every day Limit things that we should say Past is by-gones, let them sleep They'll tell you what memories to keep Don't stand by yourself, unless You're a hater, better join the nets Words of hatred everywhere Stand in line, behave, beware Words of hatred every day: Love thy neighbour but only if he's gay Don't be proud of who you are Unless your parents came from far We've been given a freedom of speech? The old walls we used to breach See, they've risen once again When you criticize you hate Just enjoy your flat TV Clap your hands and down your knee Words of hatred any more Won't be in your private store And only in the most savage mind of yours Will you make out the right course Time you stopped being manipulated.... Words of hatred every day:...

Words of hatred every day: Love thy neighbour but only if he's gay Don't be proud of who you are Unless your parents came from far Words of hatred every day Limit things that we should say Past is by-gones, let them sleep They'll tell you what memories to keep Don't stand by yourself, unless You're a hater, better join the nets Words of hatred everywhere Stand in line, behave, beware Words of hatred every day: Love thy neighbour but only if he's gay Don't be proud of who you are Unless your parents came from far to be cont....

Sour winds more bitter than memory Catching the thoughts in icicles Sour winds more bitter than memory Catching the thoughts in icicles Are we at all sorry? By the stone wartime grave, I know Thou art my burden though you bestow  Yet I will never stop being proud To live in this country, my vow Trees wrinkled with time Or maybe bullets are still looking for their way out Of the forest Way out of the forest, no doubt The fault is not mine By the stone wartime grave, I know Thou art my burden though you bestow  Yet I will never stop being proud To live in this country, my vow Forgive the others, forgive yourself Your troop is far away Forgive the others, forgive yourself Your troop is far away, a confusion Your country's a distant illusion Winds will melt diamond tears Do windmills care which state they grind in? Scattered stones scar the slopes But no-one clears the moss In the cosmo-inn Under the starred blue sky We're children o...

and what really binds us is this furry bundle on the duvet as long as it keeps breathing our world will keep up to the notion it's all but brevet and will end up void-sniffing ...or snuffing and if the world starts turning backwards forwards in a fortnight and matter will become will will it matter? as long as the downy link exists