Brian Eno – On some faraway beach
Θα ήταν ωραία… Καλημέρα
Given the chance
I’ll die like a baby
On some far away beach
When the season’s over
Unlikely
I’ll be remembered
As the tide brushes sand in my eyes
I’ll drift away
Cast up from the prattle
With only one memory
A single syllable
Oh lie low, lie low