Lyrics: Netanel Goldberg
Music: Mitsch Kohn
Within
if we put a seed of compromising
we´ll get a tree full of compromising fruits
be precise!
yalela lela lela yalelele
yeleleah
Waves of prayers
Waves of prayers are coming in
So many times we´re walking
each wave comes and takes us
to the left to the right
breaks us apart to the ground
peeling from our body all the unnecessary
but everything is necessary
it´s a gate
it´s a window