Testo di 'Golan Heights' di Cirrha Niva

"Nazareth, your famous son should have stayed a great unknown." - Time Rice (1944-Present)

(Hebrew)

to stand upon these Golan Heights
While midst two worlds collide
I've never seen no harm in that

And to see the crowd go wild
About some spoken thoughts of mine
I've never seen no harm in that

To stand upon the Golan Heights
To fight for something evil-like
Should never feel this good
To talk about the evening view
Like it's something neat and new
Has never felt this good

(Hebrew)

I spoke my lies
I was born to lead
I spoke my lies
They were born to believe

To speak and preach these words of mine
Contemplating every time to ponder yet a part of me
Seeing things I try to describe
Yet pieces of my words collide with the truth
An awkward fiend of mine

see my life's a palette
These colors mix a shade
All numb I scream
But the words don't seem to come out right
All the understudies are in rapture of a dream
To keep this nation alive, to give them hope
Believe in me

Gather round you fools
You were listening to me
To your dreams in my voice
Follow the unholiest of men
To do what I say to get back what once was yours
What once was yours

Scatter your priceless dreams
As you followed the man who you thought was his son
Believe in a mischievous child
A man-like creation maybe a limb of mine

A limb of me
Follow him

See my life's a palette
These colors mix any shade
All numb I scream
All numb I cry

See my life's a palette
My colors mix your gain
All numb we pray
You to me and I to mine
Mine

(Hebrew)

To stand upon these Golan Heights
While midst two worlds collide
I've never seen no harm in this

And to see the crowd go wild
About some spoken thoughts of mine
I've never seen no harm in that

To stand upon the Golan Heights
To fight for something evil-like
Should never feel this good
To talk about the evening view
Like it's something neat and new
Has never felt this good

(Hebrew)