Jackie Ross — I Dig His Style

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People’s speeches were a mystery to me,
Which ways should I go,
And the shadow under my feet grew with every step I took
But in different places, given to me from above,
In New York, Seoul, Paris
staggering… stood… On my feet I(ye)

Down lower your gaze,
Who’s pinned to the ground there,
The shadow under the sole, does it tremble,
Or are my legs shaking here?
Let fear be familiar for a long time,
Not everything is fine, but
On dark rivers
I’m leaving,
And with the black wind I fly away.

Hey-na-na-na,
Go crazy to find reason
Hey-na-na-na,
I would like to settle in two worlds at once
Hey-na-na-na,
Don’t hold me, I won’t give up without a fight,
Everything has become a beautiful prison around,
Find me and open the door

Hey-oh
Bring me transparent pain
Hey-oh
Bring full palms,
Let it rain
The sky is crying
Daily-na-na-na
Hey-oh,
Give me pain, because I need it.

Give me pain,
I will find my blood and flesh in her,
Give me pain,
She will show the surest way,
I only breathed to her,
Her light always sparkled far away in the darkness,
I just became myself because of her,
And when I fell, along with her