Orphan Song کے بول

where is my mind? Misere my brain, brings a leaf-shaped lift. I don't fall, because the real image of high, not to scare me Please give my eyes / Please take my eyes .. Hoo, Mary! Please give my eyes. Mary Jane! This problem is the same joy and smile takes my enemies She don't save us and we yeld to truth our lies Please give my eyes / Please take my eyes .. Hoo, Mary! Please give my eyes. Mary Jane!