I made my calm palace behind the long wall of the night I fly into the beautiful tent of the color of the colorful wing I reach the green door open to the newer garden than in the morning
I made my calm palace on the back wall of the night Oh Oh Oh It burns and I am out of the green asleep in the morning bored and nostalgic
My strange in my day I am drowning in my day. Stranger is and I only stayed The bowl of the day -to -day battle competing with another for a more or less coin with me and I am alone
I am a stranger to Diaram I am drowning in my day. I take Till the beautiful tent of silence on the plain until night and bring the kind habit of peace to my house
