Subscriber Of My Trust Lyrics - Singles - Zuzana Smatanová

What a rare thoughts were born into my head ... 

What a rare thoughts you can find after my death ... 

I want you to remember my name 

'cos it took me too much energy that 

non-stop please others! 

I'm not like a moth starved for light 

and than burn my wings when I touch it ... 

Why don't they understand me? 

and my sandalwood can be broken 

to a splinter! 

I'm not like a bottle of juice with 

an instruction :"Shake well before opening!" 

and incapable consider human 

inner dignity ... 

Please be brotherly in this plight 

and brotherly I'll know your name! 

Where are the letters for me? 

Did the postman die? 

I sent the request for somebody 

better, but I was too much selective 

and tend towards dungeon of souls and 

pretty hearts and I found only subscriber 

of my trust ... 

Did you inquire about it, how many 

ingredients I got into my dinner, 

that I'm hungry for? 

The details are more important than 

entire things ... do you want to eat 

the same like me? 

What a rare thoughts were born into my head ... 

What a rare thoughts ...