Mõttelõke

Kõik on sulle
kingitud
kingitud
kingitud

Ka solvangud, mis
mingitud
ja valu…

Kõik on sulle kingitud
kingitud
kingitud

Ei aatomeid
saa mõelda
enda omaks

Elu on kui tants
aatomite valss

Ei seda tasu
isiklikult
võtta

Sõja komejant
verine see valss
oma mõtted viind’
on mehi sõtta

Kõik on sulle kingitud
kingitud
kingitud

Ka solvangud, mis
mingitud
ja valu…

Kõik on sulle kingitud
kingitud
kingitud

Ei aatomeid
saa mõelda
enda omaks

See maa on sulle
kingitud
jõed ja metsaviir

Vaid su enda peas
neid lahutamas
riigipiir

Su kaitset ju ei vaja
kena talumaja

Kõigi omad
on su
kodurajad

Kõigi omad
on su
kodurajad

I would save if I could
my flower-crowned childhood
with some daisies around
but none picked and bound

Took refuge in thinking
that my life was brinking
here in this place
their outer space

The freest of birds
still sings like the rest
but hidden inside her
lay eggs in her nest

And everything she can see
I see so differently
reflected in her eyes
glimmers eternity

Question marked trees
with question marked leaves
and I can’t believe
how all this can be

Oh, daddy was drinking
and that got me thinking
put pollen in his booze
honey inside his shoes

Pollen gathered from
blossoms’s expected
taking it from the bees
seems less respected

In the eyes of all things
that have ever existed
we are all equal
and equally twisted

And we’re all
stranded on this speck of dust
unable to leave
and believe that we have enough