كلمات Sweet Misery

Chuja a warm soil calls me Chuja in the drops it melts me Chuja dependent on chiling tone Chuja I unclothe my insane joy Yusmin flowers bleed With the whitest memory Giving me the human sweet misery Chuja langhter flows in grey stream Chuja twisted clouds ant the scream Chuja so I mark the routhe with wood Chuja from atomic enticing food Yusmin flowers... Mumble of gods in my head Maze of delight is all we will find A lonely one dwells deep inside Sweet misery Chuja a strange cross adorned with me Chuja not my love at my knees Chuja so I slope down from a crust Chuja yusmin flowers I don't trust Yusmin flowers...