Monsoon - My Head

I saw red smoke curl up and lay down
A dark seed before my door
How strange a dull sound like an unreal moan
Floating around be willow
Mandragora Mandragora
Tell me ...How much more
How much more do 1 have to wait ?
For even if! ain`t the sort to complain
You bet I am sick and tired
Of watching going along with any deadly Wind
All 1 admire
Cos you know...They call me names..
and say I live in shame
They claim Vice entered this town
The day when I was born
And I hear them squeak
And MY HEAD is aching
And MY HEAD is sore
And MY HEAD is reeling
When they say that all this was my fault
Do you think that all this was my fault ?
I`am asking you
Mandragora mandragora
Do You think I helped him tie. the rope ?
Do You think they saw him on the road ?
Do You think be loved me after all ?
Cos tbDt`s not what tbey say...
If you knew what they said...
The day...
When 1 was born...
And 1 bear them squeak
And MY HEAD is aching
And MY HEAD is sore
And MY HEAD is reeling
IN MY HEEEAAAD...
A cold winter night without a moon
and a stranger coming for a room
She let him in for his face
bore the signs of fear that never goes
She just let him in (this was her crime)
She just let him in (this was her crime)
Just let him in(this was her crime)
This was her crime…
She just let him in
Just let him in...