Текст песни Silent Tales - What the Things made from

~ Original ~

A man is made
Of flesh and blood
Of nerves and bones and water

The very same things
Make his son
As those that make his daughter

A tree is made
Of leaves and sap
Of bark and fruits and berries
It keeps birds nest
On it's branches
And blackbirds eat the cherries

A table is made
Of naked wood
Planed smooth as milk
I wonder
If table ever dream of sun
And wind, and rain and thunder?

And when man takes
His axe and strikes
And sets the sawdust flying
Is it a table being born
Or just a tree that's dying?

~ ~ Translation
" What made things "

man is made
Of flesh and blood ,
From nerves, bones , and water.

The same thing
Account for his son ,
And some of them made ​​by his daughter .

wood made
Leaves and tree sap ,
Bark , and fruit, and berries.
It keeps the birds nest
At its branches ,
And blackbirds eat cherries with him .

table is made
Of naked tree
Planed smooth like milk.
I wonder
If the table dreaming about the sun ,
Wind, rain and lightning?

And when a person takes
His ax and strikes ,
And looks like sawdust,
What it is: if the table was born
Or just dead tree?