Someone they brings the bells from the hills On another shore from hole on the wall Gives and decides the mystic in you Are you the girl of my sins? Deep in sand, bright and red This girl is born on the hill It's time to hear Guess sonic year It's time to hear Guess sonic year Anything she brings in fade on black Isabel dream floating unreal When the hills maybe are reals But i'm stoned of this girl my dear For many years, kissing on ear The bad trip is gone, is the end of this sound