Текст: Motorpsycho. Un Chien D'espace.

Don't break the illusion
I love you the way I dream of you
I don't want to know
I'm happily guessing like dreamers do
By keeping me blind, funny valentine,
you show me who I am
and make me like what you see
when you look at me
If knowledge is secret

I won't say you shared it and break my oath
but bridgeing the gap
and drawing some stupid "map", may hurt us both
I won't leave no message, I'll just shut my mouth
and keep dreaming golden dreams....