Plasma - Our Song

Lifta norie na ki na lorigo
Nanen sorio
My feet soar in golimo
Ten men a soaring trail
And people of long and foaming song ee-yo
And i'm sure, sorry, yeah, i'm dead
I can't be young three more

Now, left and sure
Too many dead end
Are sung forever
Song and eagled
Or surely, bladed

Tu desdorio
Nanded con blion timor
Nefif, it's all regos
Efil's left me all redo
That bed can't be laid
The freelance dog pieces are me there
And i'm all levie
I see LeMoy'Oriente

I'll alando
Too many days
I'll song forever
Leave and if my love stay here
I can't don't hate it