Opus - Eleven Songtext
von Opus

Eleven - is the luck most people haven′t.
Eleven - is the navel of ideas.
Eleven - is like a light in a gloomy cavern.
Eleven - is the haven of your fears. (yeah...)
Eleven - more can never come!
It's up to you when it will run... (yeah! yeah!)
You ask what is there to be done?


Eleven - is all I can and can′t imagine.
Eleven - is a hint of destiny.
Eleven - you got it, well I never.
Eleven - a lucky number you will see. (yeah...)
Eleven - more can never come!
Don't ask what is there to be done. (yeah! yeah!)
It's up to you when it will run!

Eleven - is the luck most people haven′t.
Eleven - is the navel of ideas. (yeah...)
Eleven - is like a light in a gloomy cavern.
Eleven - is the haven of your fears! (fears! yeah...)