silence of desire

Silence of plenty love of your motherland, another year in play to a child of now

Another year in play, ay, ay, ay, whoa

Know this horizon of ours

Who's got nothing to tell

You are the faces

You ought to face it

You ought to face this when you turn out cold but high

You are the faces

You ought to face it

You are to be shining so bright, shining bright, shining bright

Uh, huh

Silence of plenty love of your motherland, another year in play to a child of now

Know this horizon of ours

Who's got nothing to tell

You are the faces

You ought to face it

You ought to face this when you turn out cold but high

You are the faces

You ought to face it

You are to be shining so bright, shining bright, shining bright

You are to be shining so bright, shining bright, shining bright

You are to be shining so bright, shining bright, shining bright