An autumn's night stopped atop the pines
It covered my eyes with black palms
Why are you scaring me, what dangers
Could come to my awakening city?
Why are you scaring me, what dangers
Could come to my awakening city?
We need to save the noiseless silence of autumn
Without the whistling of bombs and bloody ashes
I will come and pin spring
To every home, to every door
I will come and pin spring
To every home, to every door
I will come quietly – no one will hear
Calmly calmly, like the cold streets' wind
After placing a trembling word on a treshold
Like the fluttering of a swallow
After placing a trembling word on a treshold
Like the fluttering of a swallow
An autumn's night stopped atop the pines
It covered my eyes with black palms
Why are you scaring me, what dangers
Could come to my awakening city?
Why are you scaring me, what dangers
Could come to my awakening city?
An autumn's night stopped atop the pines...