From Brains to Brains
Stirrup and People · 1985 · Track 7
The fruits of the tree of knowledge are inexhaustible,
For this tree grows under the sign of eternity.
For months and years we sit in the observatory,
The bowl of the telescope, like Lake Geneva.
This sacrifice has not been in vain,
Quite unexpectedly, we stumbled upon communion,
The rising sun touched the upper floors,
And the frozen heads began to thaw.
We met the messengers from the Moon,
And discussed our common affairs.
The contact trail is widening
From one brain to another.
Distant girl, pale and moon-like,
You pave the way yourself, I trust you completely.
Despite the network of interference,
There is a contact trail.
There is a contact trail,
Despite the network of interference.