Lirieke: Gogol Bordello. Voi-La Intruder.

Here he comes right to your house

not through door, right through the wall.

He's a nomad and intruder

Spilling merry on your floor

What will now happen?

Well it already did!

And the table right in the middle

It got almighty flipped



Is it voice of the eternal?

Is it hand of the unseen?

came as nomad and intruder

with a pair of wooden sticks

And said, "Hey brothers

How is it napping on wagon full of hay?

Don't mind me, I'll be just a-startin'

Here fire in old-fashioned way"

We'll be starting starting fire

in an old fashioned way

With ain't no nothin'

Just take it all away

With two wood sticks and some hay



Well, I'll be leaving now, my friends

following the Springs

you can usually profound me

in between of my wings . . .