Parachute - Baasch

I fly a lonely parachute

So high

In a too small pair of shoes

Can’t jump

Wind dires me from your tears

And sorrow

Finally I start to fall

I’m in a field ordered up to go

I’m a partisan I’m a warrior

I left my fortress in a mountain wood

I disarm mines one of them is you, it’s you

You’re the one who shoots me dead

And buries

I’m the one who digs you grave

Praying

The end is our hidden start

Of love

How could it happen otherwise?

I’m in a field ordered up to go

I’m a partisan I’m a warrior

I left my fortress in a mountain wood

I disarm mines one of them is you, is you