paroles de chanson Tribal - Black Damien

They say the eyes are the Window to the Soul
What if the curtains are Closed
Eyelid half closed
Closed off from the world
Undressed depth like half Clothed
Awaken your soul
And people come in Droves
Depressed your spirits
Ward off like garlic cloves
It's not one's fault to Experience anguish
But one's body language
Is an unspoken language
Some wish not to learn it
Some are bi lingual
Your look is permanent
Your gestures you earn it
Some ignore it
Some are concerned of it
Depends on one's Linguistics and spirit
The language of love some
Adhere to it
I once was approached by A woman
From Abidjan
Spoke French no English
She only saw a calm man
A caring man
To do all I can
To translate
To her for she could be my Soulmate

See she didn't speak my Language
But to the lingo of Attraction
We relate
Our hearts take action
And love our hearts intake
Perfection is not how one Can create
But we perfect adaption And experience
It's intrinsic and innate
Not saying being awkward Or sullen
Should get you treated like An inmate
We all have millions of Cells in our body
And we all sell ourselves To others
For connections not a Hobby
To leave this earth with Lust and not trust
Is highway robbery
They say the eyes are the Windows to
The soul
Open the blinds so we can See
What you behold

Ain't no hiding your Feelings
Your eyes show what's on Your mind
Dollars aren't the only sign
Look at you too long
Slim ready to get on your Line
Like tribe called quest Relax your mind
Like tribe called quest Relax your mind
Like tribe called quest Relax your mind
Like tribe called quest Relax your mind