Harold Budd - Poem: No Name

We step aside, and then across the cliff to a different plateau A different flat, well, a definitely different different flat plateau you know Kinda flat and sandstone that flakes when you hit it with your heels and Christ you're doing a two-step like Jesus on fire That damned fool is dancing like a Cheyenne across the front of the screen We ponder, Next time it will be somebody else We step aside, and then across the cliff to a different plateau A different flat, well, a definitely different different flat plateau you know Kinda flat and sandstone that flakes when you hit it with your heels and Christ you're doing a two-step like Jesus on fire That damned fool is dancing like a Cheyenne across the front of the screen We ponder, Next time it will be somebody else

Nos hacemos a un lado, y luego a través del arrecife a un diferente altiplano Una tierra diferente, bueno, una tierra definitivamente diferente tu sabes Algo plana y con piedras que cuando tu llegas a ella le pegas con tus talos y cristo Estas haciendo dos pasos como jesus en llamas El maldito tonto esta bailando como un Cheyenne a través de la pantalla principal Ponderamos La próxima vez será alguien mas