The tired shadows of noisy anger and infinite
lies speak softly to the sun
Longs of endless threads in a long line deaf to the thuds of bodies that
are knocked down
Soon the sky of the evening suspended between blue icy spaces and
desolate lands
Quiet my thoughts and hands and in this vigil pacify my heart
This is how things go, this is how they must go
This is how things go, this is how they must go
The songs of those born on the earth rise under dull skies now of
fiery will, hopes
And forced by energies and moves to the dance, dance, dance, dance,
dance, dance, dance
Party tonight of miserable tribes scattered helplessly, of solitary nuclei that
it is rare to see together again
And they get up the songs and the dance moves
And the songs rise and the dance moves, dance, dance, dance, dance
The dried up and old priests die and the shepherds without herds die
The warriors are frightened, the travelers are lost at their destination
Wisdom has gone mad, intelligence does not know
Reason is wrong, naivety is conscious
But the songs do not remain silent and moves the dance
Quiet my thoughts and singing and in this vigil pacify my heart
This is how things go, this is how they must go
This is how things go, this is how they must go
/>Whoever is there is there and whoever isn't there isn't there
Whoever is there is there and whoever isn't there isn't there
/>Whoever was has been and whoever has been is not
Who is there is there and who is not there is not there
Who is there There is and he who isn't there isn't there
And the songs don't stop and the dance moves
And the songs don't stop and the dance moves
Dance , dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance...
(This is how things go, this is how they must go...)

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