The earth is divided in two,
time glides past like a stream,
and we can never
stop it.
Its flow has such strength,
and you on the other side.
the riffle waters
have swallowed the path.
CHORUS:
Back to you
I can come without a bridge.
A wild one hopes
that he can fly.
But here I stand
and also wait,
maybe someone will stop the stream,
provide us the path.
CHORUS
And when I dash,
rise so very high,
a bird gliding in the sky for a moment.
and when I fall,
will you save me from the waves?
CHORUS 2X