Mar De Grises - Wooden Woodpecker Conversion lyrics

Woodpecker A: Pecking the rays of the sun Watching the falling of a tree Stop this nonsense at once! And swallow the flow of the sea Woodpecker B: But wooden is the tool of fate Drawing the dawn ofmy tears Let me peck a hole in wood And plunge myself into bliss Wooden woodpecker: No longer a tree I'll call This wooden-hearted sun in me As a tree is what I'm now Living the rotting ofmy seed