I’ve asked my angels why, but they don’t know
What for do mothers cry and rivers flow?
Why are the sky so blue, and mountains high?
What for is your love, always passing by?
I’ve asked my uncle Joe, but he can’t speak
Why does the wind still blow and blood still leaks?
So many questions now with no reply
What for do people live until they die?
What for are we living? What for are we crying?
What for are we dying? Only Mr God knows why
What for are we living? What for are we dreaming?
What for are we losing? Only Mr God knows why
But his phone today is out of range
The sun in colour black is rising high
The time is turning back, I wonder why
So many questions now with no reply
What for do people live until they die?
What for are we living? What for are we crying?
What for are we dying? Only Mr God knows why
What for are we living? What for are we dreaming?
What for are we losing? Only Mr God knows why
What for are we living? What for are we crying?
What for are we dying? Only Mr God knows why
What for are we living? What for are we dreaming?
What for are we losing?
Only Mr……God knows why
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Ptala jsem se mých andělů proč, ale nevědí
Proč matky brečí a řeky tečou?
Proč je obloha tak modrá a hory vysoké?
Proč je tvá láska vždycky kolem?
Ptala jsem se mého strýčka Joea, ale nemůže mluvit
Proč vítr stále fouká a krev stále uniká?
Tolik otázek nyní bez odpovědi
Pro co lidé žijí, dokud nezemřou?
Pro co žijeme? Pro co brečíme?
Pro co umíráme? Pouze Bůh ví proč
Pro co žijeme? Pro co sníme?
Pro co prohráváme? Pouze Bůh ví proč
Ale jeho telefon je dnes mimo dosah
Slunce v černé barvě, stoupající vysoko
Čas se vrací, zajímalo by mě proč?
Tolik otázek nyní bez odpovědi
Pro co lidé žijí, dokud nezemřou?
Pro co žijeme? Pro co brečíme?
Pro co umíráme? Pouze Bůh ví proč
Pro co žijeme? Pro co sníme?
Pro co prohráváme? Pouze Bůh ví proč
Pro co žijeme? Pro co brečíme?
Pro co umíráme? Pouze Bůh ví proč
Pro co žijeme? Pro co sníme?
Pro co prohráváme?
Pouze……Bůh ví proč
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