Clearly we won't know unless we try
The possibilities are open
To create a new situation
Surely we won't know unless we try
I am far too young to die

Tell me about the general people
My belly's bursting without earnest
And who are the general people?
Just a grain of sense that you confess
I have regrets if I die

Refuge in superstitions and dreams
Toying with the imaginary
Memory becomes a luxury
Refuge in superstitions and dreams
It's no way to make history

No we won't know, we won't know
We won't know unless we try
We won't know, we won't know
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