End Of May - Keren AnnClose your eyes and roll a diceUnder the board there's a compromiseIf after all we only live twiceWhich life is the run road to paradiseDon't say a wordHere comes the break of the dayIn the white clouds of sand raised by the wind of the end of MayClose your eyes and make a betFaced to the glare of the sunsetThis is about as far as we getYou haven't seen me disguised yetDon't say a wordHere comes the break of the dayIn the white clouds of sand raisedBy the wind of the end of MayClose your eyes and make a wishUnder the stone there's a stone-fishHold your breath, then roll the diceIt might be the run road to paradiseDon't say a wordHere comes the break of the dayIn the white clouds of sand raisedBy the wind of the endDon't say a wordHere comes the break of the dayIn the white clouds of sand raisedBy the wind of the end of May