The day dreads the land where I live
Thousands of clouds weep
You are not here
The empty world
I watch outside
No matter if I run behind
I won’t find you
Once you were wounded
The hasty bird of the South
You couldn’t fly
You couldn’t forget
In an empty house
Like a fairy tale
You built in my heart
A warm nest
But now I know the fairy tales
Habit and forgetfulness conquer them
Once you were wounded
The hasty bird of the South
You couldn’t fly
You couldn’t forget
The day dreads the land where I live
Everyhing seems to say
You are not here
Smoke and dust
I don't breathe
The written end is what I want now
Once you were wounded
The hasty bird of the South
You couldn’t fly
You couldn’t forget