Nanuchka Mediterranean Lyrics

God, this must be the time
In the name together, all
The purity that in ones heart
And prepare for- raw
And sour is the taste of blood
Rising us like the dawn
We wake up to the sound of war
With the light so sudden

Sir, forgive me for what I did to you
And what you’ve done to me
It’s nothing personal you see
But I need this quarrel

We cannot, not do
Even when we know that what we do
Is wrong, we have a self destruct button
Inevitable ticking like a time bomb

Shells on the shoreline
We love, stories about a place
Of milk and honey, sun of gold
What’s this place to me?

We cannot, not do
Even when we know that what we do Is wrong, we have a self destruct button
Inevitable ticking like a time bomb

And we’re following the steps, of sages That have
walked this road before
Making all the wrong moves, knowing-
Knowing all the roads that brought us here
Doing what our fathers did
Making all the same mistakes indeed
The land of milk and honey on the shore
All we ever had to deal with
Is the downpour

Got no milk and no honey
Oh, we got our fathers
You and I got nothing to look for, Obviously
Got no milk and no honey
But I met your children
You and I got something to look for, Obviously