歌词
The gentle ugly one with jewels tramping alone
From deserts through grasslands to the last of flaming lands
Foot talks to itself and nose floats like rain
Flowers cover eyes and voices root in trees
He's dumb deaf blind, the king of sensual paradise
To the west the north the sky, he's a map of no place to fly
I'm all ears tongues eyes, the homeless dancing in the nights
To the west the north the sky, I've a map of no place to fly
I've a lamp of no fire to light, I've a land of no one to find