Bread and locomotive Two sombre motifs In the dim dusk I watched the river
I can't afford new shoes Scraps and tatters dangle From the remaining soles I'll put on bracket fungi instead I'll put on gaiters of moss Better than the ones The boys from Manowar Wore back in '84
Church tower Wherever I go Heavens never closed its floodgates Wreck of a dinghy With a fishing boy inside
Graceful Moon Shines on fallen larch needles Frog symphony from the lake A second of eternity For a while
The spring has drained all my hopes It slurped flirtatiously, then disappeared Poor me, I didn't disappear I stayed connected And listened to tales About springs long gone
Green grass in the morning Higher and higher Above my knees And waterfalls of white blossoms Make me turn my back on the world And see only the pure and splendid
There, in the unending distances My daughter is waking up In her dreams she rides a horse alone And chases owls in apple treesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
