Hey! | |
They’re on their way to a higher place | |
Lightly dressed with undisputed grace | |
Statues of flesh animated with light | |
They tend to show what they want to hide | |
They caress the air with every move they make | |
Graceful and reverent they give, they don’t fake | |
They’re like poems to the splendour of creation | |
Barefoot they go in charming procession | |
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
With flowers in their hair like a crown of noon | |
They’re offering their all to the sun, to the moon | |
One follows the other while the first follow the last | |
They’re living the moment with no future or past | |
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth (x2) | |
While rooted in the ground they’re floating in the air | |
Enigmatic and sensual, they let nature have her share | |
They are here but they don’t belong | |
Talking in riddles without moving their lips | |
They’re forming a chain with ever open links | |
Hey! | |
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth |
Hey! | |
They' re on their way to a higher place | |
Lightly dressed with undisputed grace | |
Statues of flesh animated with light | |
They tend to show what they want to hide | |
They caress the air with every move they make | |
Graceful and reverent they give, they don' t fake | |
They' re like poems to the splendour of creation | |
Barefoot they go in charming procession | |
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
With flowers in their hair like a crown of noon | |
They' re offering their all to the sun, to the moon | |
One follows the other while the first follow the last | |
They' re living the moment with no future or past | |
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth x2 | |
While rooted in the ground they' re floating in the air | |
Enigmatic and sensual, they let nature have her share | |
They are here but they don' t belong | |
Talking in riddles without moving their lips | |
They' re forming a chain with ever open links | |
Hey! | |
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth |
Hey! | |
They' re on their way to a higher place | |
Lightly dressed with undisputed grace | |
Statues of flesh animated with light | |
They tend to show what they want to hide | |
They caress the air with every move they make | |
Graceful and reverent they give, they don' t fake | |
They' re like poems to the splendour of creation | |
Barefoot they go in charming procession | |
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
With flowers in their hair like a crown of noon | |
They' re offering their all to the sun, to the moon | |
One follows the other while the first follow the last | |
They' re living the moment with no future or past | |
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth x2 | |
While rooted in the ground they' re floating in the air | |
Enigmatic and sensual, they let nature have her share | |
They are here but they don' t belong | |
Talking in riddles without moving their lips | |
They' re forming a chain with ever open links | |
Hey! | |
Their legs, their hips, their breasts, their necks | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
Their arms, their hands, their hair, their backs | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth | |
The sun, the air, the water and earth |