Last ray of sun is down
The endless chain of days has ended
But here seeing is hard
only the one who has passed gets their gold lining
You can make a wreath of grain stems
Make it a crown and stay still
That's where your kingdom is, land of lakes
that numb valley of vagabonds
A book of memories with me
I'm walking, thinking
How to story-like
is the journey of humans
But here seeing is hard
only the one who has passed gets their gold lining
You can make a wreath of grain stems
Make it a crown and stay still
That's where your kingdom is, land of lakes
that numb valley of vagabonds
A road is taking the child to it's valley
Horror of dark forests passes through
The rough road is taking the child
only once finds a way home
Last ray of sun is down
It's slowly turning to the rhythm, starting the last dance