Текст песни «Deerhunter - D? Tournement»

Good morning, Japan
And the east of the sunrise
Over these majestic cliffs
And the vultures circling
There is not much more time to go
And there will be no sorrow on the other side
Only a range of texts and a circle of freedom
Hello to the imperial cultures, your time is fading
It's time now to unwind and recover those beaches
Lost in the eternity of all demonic breathing

Hello to the exits, the exodus
And the miracle which is destroyed in proximity
There is a certain type of melancholic malaise attached to these events
And we'll ask ourselves "what, what is the question?"
Hello to Europe and your gardens wet with rain
Hello to the imperial cultures of Spain
There is still some [?]
That we can imagine a world we draw piece the piece
As we communicate with the high spirits, the electronic brains
Hello to America and many lines drawn across America
Hello to California, where time runs backwards
And we're all riding around in hot rods
With American Express and freedom
Hello to the unified culture of Europe
And the realization that the world is not what we want
It's not how we left it, something has changed
It's difficult to imagine but our children will not a see blue sky
But only the retribution of all thought