Lost religion — текст песни (Andreas Johnson)

Weve got a cabin on the east cost
Where we live and love by our own rules
Some people might call us strange , girl
But were not living among those fools

We get our wine from a village nearby
Where the old men tell stories every night
Sometimes we sit down to listen - when the
Butcher blows the whistle about the baker`s wife

There`s a riddle down in heartland
Where the mystery sleeps alone
And beyond the world of darkness
We just celebrate our love to life
As we face the rising dawn

You don`t know what it`s like to be a
Walker of the lost religion
Far away the listiess world
A fairytale you never heard

You don`t know how it feels
To be a victim of the lost religion
Where life is so indestructible and our faith
So untouchable as we live and love
By the lost religion
We get our milk from the milkman
Who gets it from his sister` s cow
Who is fed the green grass
Sowed by the owner of the cow

And we live our lives in heartland
where the mystery sleeps alone
and beyond the world of darkness
we just celebrate our love to life
as we face the rising dawn

You don`t know

Some say love is like an ocean
Filled with all the gifts that life can give
Some people struggle hard for emotions
Tryin` to find that code in life to live by
Well I ain`t singing for my brother
he already got his share
I ain`t dancing for my sister
cause she`s already there

And you don`t know