Hear what I say
I’ll tell you something that you should know
there’s a source of the unknown
just listen to my words

I am the one
to predict the future of your life
I’m the gifted, not like you
while there’s a reason…

No! I know it brings neither rest nor peace
pain’s the fruit of your gift, untold

Spread not your weird illusions
don’t tell me you can read the stars
fate’s not like grains of sand
I would let run through your hand

Palm of your hand
the cards that I would lay upon the desk
take a look into the ball
and you’ll believe me…

“For you don’t know the hour nor the day”
these words He would have said to you

Spread not your weird illusions
don’t tell me you can read the stars
fate’s not like grains of sand
I would let run through your hand

State no more bold conclusions
don’t tell me things that are to come
life is a story unknown
I wanna read on my own

Solo: Ado

“For you don’t know the hour nor the day”
these words He would have said to you

Spread not your weird illusions
don’t tell me you can read the stars
fate’s not like grains of sand
I would let run through your hand

State no more bold conclusions
don’t tell me things that are to come
life is a story unknown
I wanna read on my own... read on my own