To transmit what I want, to transmit what I want
Dressed like I had been, seeing the woman
But I am worried about the health risks
To bear my homage, to his prickly face
Transmit to all of you is what I wanna do
I have thought about being nature's [Incomprehensible]
To transmit what I want, to transmit what I want
What I want to do, not work but transmit
We want peace of the senses
Love befall from the apple tree, energy creates energy
Wish these idiots would leave me the space
What I want to do, not work but transmit
Seeing the woman
A good fair distance, bringing my presents
(Finally, eyes familiar)
With the falling leaves
(Thus fallen, I turned around)
Those who earn and don't work
She was mystery of the fallen rain
To transmit what I want, to transmit what I want
She could be my friend and the jealous end
With her bandaged face, she was mystery
Those who work but don't earn
Transmit to all of you is what I wanna do
