The one who holds the stones of a long day
brothers of the vineyards and sisters of flame
about the things inside me
not only joyfull to me
I see the evidence of the great spring
silver flame in the evening sky
we have all that exists.
the time has come,shall we open the door
Here come the fighters of the fulll Moon
my place is here
here come the fighters of the full Moon
let them in...
They owe the knowledge on their shore
white coal on black snow.
I know how it goes,my love.
Can I do it *the other voice I can not
Who is in charge here and where is his whip
the fear is his holiday and the vine is his way
We will only sing,my love.
But we will open the door.
Here come the fighters of the full Moon
my place is here
here come the fighters of the full Moon
let them in.