Regarde Les Hommes Tomber - Sweet Thoughts And Visions lyrics

Sweet thoughts And pretty visions Soft winds Are rising The sun is shining A prefect body And a companion A perfect body To raise a crown A perfect world to live the perfect life A perfect world to feed light The garden of God Is a heaven Nature The heaven of Lord Is only for the pure You fool creatures You Tools made of clay (Enough with the pleasure Now you live my way I want more A mind of man Is not enough Obey the rules Is not enough) Leave me alone And never call me yours again A world of peace Is not enough Leave me alone And never call me yours again I'm not a tool I found the "I" The garden of God Is a heaven of Nature The heaven of Lord Is only for the pure