Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Childhood, artist - ASM. Album song The Jade Amulet, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.10.2015
Record label: HOSO, Third Culture
Song language: English
Childhood |
Some ways further down the line |
Separated by an ocean of time |
We scan the land to zero in on crown hill |
And behind the sleepy meadow and a single occupant |
Of the sweet summer day catching rays in the jade stone |
Many miles from home |
I see bumblebees and butterflies flutter by |
I see the sun smiling at me from the sky |
High above the clouds, they remind me of |
The wooly white curls of my best friend Mani |
She’s my favorite of all the many sheep on the farm |
And Dad says «her hair keeps us warm |
And our bellies full of good food so we can grow strong |
And survive any cold snow storm» |
Cheeks flushed, sweet musk |
The sun hanging high up in the sky and while the heat was |
Habitually overwhelming this time of year |
It’s the fresh young cub that comes home with the lions share |
Here in the shade, cusp of the tree line |
Beside the belko hedge brimming with lush ripe fruit |
Infused with light salty breeze from the east |
Joy rush flushing out his being through the leaves |
Mmmm these belko berries taste so sweet |
But I can’t stand the heat |
So come on feet, take me to the river quick |
To cool off and poke a few lizards with a stick |
He hesitates, then thinks |
I shouldn’t go alone |
I know that it’s too far away from home |
But I have to know what’s going on |
I’m gonna leave the ranch |
And snap off a twig on my path from a branch |
He scratches his name into the dirt with the stick |
And licking syrupy belko juice from his lips spells S.H.A.L.I.M |
One of the two parting gifts she had bestowed upon him |
That fateful night all those years ago |
When she had knocked on the door of celestia and boro |
Whom shalim knew as mom and pops |
So goes the balance of the cosmos |
Infinite improbability the second of the gifts glints through the canopy |
And seems to pull him into the thicket |
I wonder if the land beyond is different and scaring me |
Like in stories old people keep telling me |
I let myself be guided on a path |
That I have never been before in my life |
And I’m ecstatic like a bunny rabbit |
I’m shaking and taken my something |
Coming deep from within me |
Suddenly a shadow that envelops him |
He feels a trembling in his melanin |
Towering beast from the mud takes shape |
With the limbs of a man and a blood-stained blade |
Unfazed, he thinks to himself |
Wow, what a pretty cape! |
But such a gritty face |
He looks so mean |
Like a monster I once saw in a dream |
I better head home so no one worries over me |
In the bush behind the meadow a child stands staring at the scene on display |
Seven severed heads on spikes and the air hangs thick with demise |
Inscribed in blood on the bark are the words «bangali arise» |
In the distance the rush of the tide |