Tekster: Camille. Music Hole. Kfir.

(But the sun)

Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will run after you
Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will help
Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will run after you
But the sun

Everybody has their own bubble inside
Waiting for the show
That will set their world on fire
Everybody has their own eyes to dry
Every body except mine

Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will run after you
Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will help
Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will run after you
But the sun

Everybody has their own smile to hide
Waiting for the blow
That will steal one of their lives
Everybody has their own blood to wipe
Every body except mine


Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will run after you
Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will help
Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will run after you
But the sun

But the sun
Burning fist
That you miss
Inside of you
But the sun
Burning gift
Slowly drifts
Away from you
(Le soleil de ton pays
Est le mA?me que celui du pays ennemi oh)

Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will run after you
Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will help
Kfir
Nobody will
Nobody will run after you
But the sun