Khaki-Colored Globe (Nautilus Pompilius, 1986-1988)
My first draft:
My first draft:
I was see-through, I was crystal-clear
I was colorless, but I changed to white.
I guess someone announced it was winter
And colored me white.
I was white, but I was still pure
Cold as ice, but still with a spotless track,
But someone announced, it was war,
And colored me black.
Chorus:
I see that color, I want to cry
I smell that color, and I see black
I don't want to know that fuck
Who will color the sky
I see their song from afar, but I hear just
"Your left, your left!
Your right, your right!"
I do not know anything worse
Than a crowd colored khaki.
I was black, and I could stand the black,
But then some man
With iron jaw and eyes like rockets
With iron jaw and eyes like rockets
Announced an attack on the Sun, and colored me khaki.
Chorus:
I see smoke, I want to cry
I smell smoke, I see black
I don't want to know that fuck
Who will burn down the sky.
I see their song from afar, but I hear just
"Your left, your left!
Your right, your right!"
I do not know anything worse
Than a globe colored khaki.
"Your left, your left!
Your right, your right!"
"Your left, your left!
Your right, your right!"
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