Illusion - Tylko

By yourself, carve in a stone your own face
In the rock, leave a trace
To the heart of your own mother, cuddle
And listen to the humming trees
Only understand this
That people cry with a clean blood
Only understand this
That this is your destiny
You can't be blind anymore like every mole
Every suffering you have to see
And pounding with your heart against a wall, you'll open a door
To listen to the humming trees
Only...