Beveled by the wind
Scorched by flames
Trampled into the ground
By the hooves of evil,
Who were we hoped for
What were we running from?
Why is the day so dark
And the night so white?
Wounded heart,
Sharp arrows,
Black horses,
Nights without sleep...
There, behind the hills,
The Sun began to sing ...
Take a step -
Spring is behind you.
Dark caves,
Echoing steps,
Hiding from the sun
And from the fire.
The nuggets were sown
Just not in time -
Gold was lost
In the dusk of the day.
Wounded heart,
Sharp arrows,
Black horses,
Nights without sleep...
There, behind the hills,
The Sun began to sing ...
Take a step -
Spring is behind you.