Testo Sabina The Terrordactyls
Run. Run. Run away.Thereâs nothing left to do today.
Your slateâs been wiped clean as can be,
Sabina
Float. Float. Float into the sky.
Thereâs nothing nicer than
The heights one reaches
When one says goodbye.
Shut your eyes and go to bed.
Thereâs nothing left inside your head.
It hurts, but what is one to do?
Itâs not much but, Sabina, we love you.
Drink. Drink. Drink a cup of tea.
Thereâs nothing sweeter than
A lonely cup of tea,
Oh, Sabina
Look. Look. Look at the white wall.
Thereâs nothing prettier
Than absolutely nothing at all.
Close your eyes and go to sleep.
Dream happy dreams inside your dreams.
Itâs stupid, but thereâs not much more
That you can do, Sabina.