Parade

In the middle of nowhere when we're looking for something

Then we raise our heads for the color red

I am too a spirit and a wonderer

And I welcomed the dew as much as you didWhen we're looking for brushwood

In the nearest neighbourhood

Then we follow the sky with the eye

We search vegetation and surprised by the rain

We're stumbling, tripping home againIn the middle of nowhere when we're looking for something

Then we raise our heads for the color red

I am too a spirit and a walker

And I welcomed the dew as much as you didWe found the little man and his aeroplane

But we never located the animal

Examined the dirty ground

Like it never been done modern exploring of 1991