In this song I sing in Farsi about a carrot having a hard time. Farsi – just because it sounds better and weirder for a lot of ears. Thanks a lot to my friend and his family with for the proper translation.
For the sake of background vocals e engaged a ‚choir‘ to please you.
„Es wird nie so viel gelogen wie vor der Wahl, während des Krieges und nach der Jagd.“
„There is never more lying then before elections, during war or after a hunt.“
This is my very own cock-and-bull story. It started of on a street in the middle of a city and spans from deepest seas to darkest forests. Strange beings and monsters never seen since let us hold our breath while they fight for sense.