Lyrics Manana - Amon Düül II

I drove between the lemon trees
Imagination of my daydreams
And I thought about their golden leaves
Manana was this dream

But suddenly hell broke in my mind
After friends had showed me kind
Illusion instead of confidence
Some fellows won′t give us a chance
But as ugly as their burdens in purse
As ugly is their wares

One more will be less
That's a sign for the person at the fence
There will be no gain with illusion if we play
All that was left illusions only stray

With all intention
You have to force it
With all your action
You have to push it
If all that want it
And all respect it
I guarantee you will see
You will see
You will see