End of May

Close your eyes and roll a dice Under the board there's a compromise If after all we only live twice Which life's the run road to paradise Don't say a word, here comes the break of the day In white clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May Close your eyes and make a bet Faced to the glare of the sunset This is about as far as we get You haven't seen me disguised yet Don't say a word, here comes the break of the day In white clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May Close your eyes and make a wish Under the stone, there's a stone-fish Hold your breath, then roll the dice It might be the run road to paradise Don't say a word, here comes the break of the day In white clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end Don't say a word, here comes the break of the day In white clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of May