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Текст: Konkhra. Blessed.

I don't know what you know
I don't see what you see
I don't hear what you hear
And if I do, I don't believe
And I don't go where you've gone
I just try to stay free

Blessed we are, all under the sun
Blessed we are, to be free
But cursed we are, weakened followers
Cursed we are, if we don't believe

I don't feel what you feel
I don't moan when you moan
I don't like what you like
If you think I do, it's make-believe
I don't trust what you trust
I've pissed all that down the drain

Blessed we are, all under the sun
Blessed we are, to be free
But cursed we are, weakened followers
Cursed we are, if we don't believe

Blessed we are, all under the sun
Blessed we are, to be free

Blessed we are, all under the sun
Blessed we are, to be free
But cursed we are, weakened followers
Cursed we are, if we don't believe