More songs by Black Soil
Description
Producer, Recordingarranger, Vocalist, Mixing Engineer, Composer Lyricist: Black Soil
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer: Dmytro Nechepurenko
Lyrics and translation
Original
Heard about sunset hiding blue.
Though I never knew.
Those figures in the crowd, yeah, guiding moon.
Wild rising blue.
And now indeed I'm running on the street.
Trying to follow down the deep low to find myself drowned.
You heard indeed your excuse is just a script though. Though I believe how we're so deceived.
Deceived.
Now, now, keep on walking.
Ain't feeling broken. I'm not telling what I'm holding.
I'm not telling what I'm holding. Now, keep on walking.
Ain't feeling lonely. I'm not telling what I'm holding.
I'm not telling what I'm holding.
Now, keep on walking. Keep on walking. Keep on walking.
I'm not telling what I'm holding. Now, keep on walking.
Keep on walking. Keep on walking. I'm not telling what I'm holding.
Follow silver path, it brought me trouble.
You let me heal the bleeding wound and felt so noble.
I dreamed that day we picked the tune, yet moonlight keeps it mute.
And whisper hollow through the wood, "Oh, baby, love me too. "
Keep on walking.
Ain't feeling broken. I'm not telling what I'm holding.
I'm not telling what I'm holding.
Now, keep on walking.
Ain't feeling lonely. I'm not telling what I'm holding.
I'm not telling what I'm holding. Now, keep on walking. Keep on walking.
Keep on walking. I'm not telling what I'm holding. Now, keep on walking.
-Keep on walking. -End of story, I better stop talking.
You better keep on walking now.