I love the darkness of autumn
I love the frost of winter
I love the stormy nights
I love the snowfall
And under the starry sky
Divine sight reminds me
How fortunate the earth is
When it can see it
I don't suffer anymore
I don't worry
I'm not afraid
I don't scrape more sorrow together
I'm washing gold
I can't see a single crumb yet
In my pan
Path of life and highways
We have walked through with open minds
We have shed tears
And we have closed eyes*
I don't suffer anymore
I don't worry
I'm not afraid
I don't scrape more sorrow together
I'm washing gold
I can't see a single crumb yet
In my pan
Path of life and highways
We have walked through with open minds
We have shed tears
And closed eyes*
I love simplicity
And the rhythm in our trip
I'm hoping the future will give us something new
But I'm living in the moment
There's warm stove waiting for me at home
And my woman with our infants
The old birch from our yard is burning
As smoke to the air
I'm still washing my gold crumbs
In the rapids of this world
And I can see the biggest treasure of mine
As redness on our children's cheeks
When the grim reaper comes to get me
To his white realm
I wish that this song
Will be sung at my grave