White Robe
Feeling ugly, looking pretty
Yellow ribbons, black graffiti
Word is written, bond is broken
No big secret left unspoken
Sun is painted in the corner
But it’s never getting warmer
All the lies they keep on selling
But you never check the spelling
Flying bullets hit the targets
Wings and halos, five to seven
In this white robe, through the darkness
Paragliding back to heaven
Flying bullets hit the targets
Wings and halos, five to seven
In this white robe, through the darkness
Paragliding back to heaven
Time is running we are sitting
Back together, just for splitting
You are crying in the corner
Always next and never former
Open up and let me hear it
Former body, future spirit
Brain is useless, chair is rocking
Open doors for dead man walking
Flying bullets hit the targets
Wings and halos, five to seven
In this white robe, through the darkness
Paragliding back to heaven
Flying bullets hit the targets
Wings and halos, five to seven
In this white robe, through the darkness
Paragliding back to heaven
Lena
What does it mean – “220 na sebya, 220 na nee”? For me it means extreme despair, for one it could be ecstasy, for the other it is just a phrase from safety tips while working with electricity. And there could be 220 interpretations more – and all will be true.
Julia
And the video is pure post-modern-ish, which, I’m sure, will cause a lot of misunderstandings. But we’ve created this straight-out piece that we’re not ashamed of. Nobody can say we did a sloppy job just to make quick money.