The Crossing of the Three Paths کے بول

The light in the mirror on the wall Goes on the crossing of the three paths The light in the glimmer of the dawn's A wick of all, a burning ball, a big old trouble The riddle now is rented How do we solve the gray? The purple now is broken The riddle now is rented There's no one to blame Therefore you crave to sue your bimbo Does the night show who you are? Know the Moon is not that far Sober you ain't cry Sober you ain't lie Sober you might awaken The light that is hiding from your love Is just the rusty of your eyes and of your bad tongue The light that is teaching you to curse Is the illusion of the crossing of the three paths It's the light of the bright stars It's the light of the leopard in the dark It's the light in the breeze Behind your big old cerebellum Just below your hair, longfellow Wear a cap, wear a hat, wear a helmet Or even that large horn that you keep since adolescence Don't forget about the crossing of the three paths In the middle of the cross they look the same Look the same Don't forget about the crossing of the three paths In the middle of the cross they look the same Look the same