A wild bird crosses the magenta sky
Going to his mother, he's lost, he knows already
Anger flashes above dark waters
Your poor son, do you know where he is
He may lie on his abdomen in the black snow
He may sink up to his neck in a black lake
He runs, runs, dashes in the thicket
He may have a black moon above his heart
Your poor son, do you know where he is
Above dark waters, in panic
The Moon will hide
A wild bird crosses the magenta sky
Going to his mother, he's lost, he knows already
Anger flashes above dark waters
Your poor son, do you know where he is
He may lie on his abdomen in the black snow
He may sink up to his neck in a black lake
He runs, runs, dashes in the thicket
He may have a black moon above his heart
Your poor son, do you know where he is
Above dark waters, in panic
The Moon will hide
The Moon will hide