Testi:
Quagliati

(Instrumental)

Hiding again in this season of light Watch how they move from left to right 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, etc

You think I clog up the drain That it all sounds the same You hear the strange sound This is what I am No apologies You say you are the real You say

We're always craving unhealthy meat for us Just like we tasted while living in Egypt Quail flutters we gather to fill up our bowls We'll eat so much meat

Traduzione: Schubert, Franz. La quaglia.

Traduzione: Ludwig Van Beethoven. La quaglia.

: You fail You try half-hearted and fail One foot drags behind you One foot tripping in front of you You fail You spit out manna, God sends quails Dry