THE AXLES OF MY CART¹

Just because I don't grease those axles
they call me a careless man.
Just because I don't grease those axles
they call me a careless man.

But If I want them to sound,
Why should I grease them up?
But If I want them to sound,
Why should I grease them up?

Following the tracks all the time
It's too monotonous.
Following the tracks all the time
It's too monotonous.
The way becomes too long
when there's nothing to entertain me.

I don't want that silence:
because I had nothing to think about
I don't want that silence:
because I had nothing to think about.

A long time ago I had ...
but now I no longer think
A long time ago I had..
but now I no longer think

The axles of my cart..
I´ll never grease them up...