MAKKA - Mobes

A Uel a Kall

ROECH

Broken mirror, seven years of bad luck.
You've already been through eight, only thirteen to go.

You swept the silver shards from the wooden floor
Just like you did the other time
And the time before that, yes, you know the sound
Of a distorted reflection shattering.

Your knuckles are bleeding, the glass is cold
Another story that's already been told.

Broken mirror, seven years of bad luck
That's the price you pay, that's where you get stuck
They say time heals, but you, I don't know
—You've already been through eight.

It broke when I said goodbye
And the fountain ran dry
Now you're staring at the shards,
Trying to glue them all back together.

Nine years is already a heavy debt
If someone hasn't seen the sun yet

You can carry a rabbit's foot, you can knock on wood
No matter what you do, it won't do any good
You're serving a sentence in the shadows and twilight
Just scribbling Xs on calendars, day after day.

You don't need a savior, you don't need a friend
You just need to know when the count will end.

Broken mirror, seven years of bad luck
That's the price you pay, that's where you get stuck
The calendar is lying, the pace is too slow
It's already past eight.

Fourteen to go…
Since I grabbed the broom from the cupboard
And flew to Kathmandu.

Twenty-one years ago…
Since then, you've been looking for straw in needle boxes.

I think you'd better calm down.

ROECH

Isechal Remengesau

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