The sun daubs shimmering baths for the field,
everything is waiting themselves to be healed,
grateful leaves of green gather outside their lairs,
fluids of gentle rain drops silently in pairs.

The paint is to be denyed by the horizon,
circular zones of time re-arrange on,
precious daubing of the sun,
switch on for another one.

Daubing of the crescent travel far accross,
light for the hollow despair of bitter loss,
the field is clothed by a thin cloak of grey,
the sun and horizon will start another day.

It's pale presence demands another harvest...

The paint is to be denyed by the horizon,
circular zones of time re-arrange on,
precious daubing of the sun,
switch on for another one.

Which gracefully shows it's brilliance,
transparent grey glow in it's guidance,
crescent of a dying peasant,
for eyes of the radiant.

When at a morning my feet touches the cold earth,
or what mirrored it into our imagination deeper,
it meant dying
i'd rather feel the grass under me.

I'd rather have a twig cut a bleeding on a bare foot,
causing pain,
than touch of false moss, under me

When i stalk this flat earth
rather hills would i adore
when i see false homes
homes for no wanderer to be.

I'd more love the shelter of an old fir
by day, under her cooling chadow by night hidden
from the star's light.

When illumes the strange lights
competing with life's own.
Held 'em prison i tell you,
held 'em in illusions.

I'd rather talk with the sun
see the young birch brought to life
and by night, sleep under a free moon.

When the wind turns north
brings forth the cold
i see death fleeing to death
life left alone.

I'd rather smell true death
wash myself with burning leaves
and by night, sleep under

Dream my precious, with no fear
I'll sing my song to make you sleep
Dream about fairies, dream about elves
About secrets hidden behind your eyes

Child of Aprils Sun you are
I'll hold you to keep you warm all night
Snowflakes floating
I will show you how from the cold comes the light

I will be your guard, drive the freezing winds away
Preserve you from the cold, take you under my wing
Like endlessness above I will be awake
Through this winter night I will sing

The whole world and the deepest spaces
Waiting just for you to come
Someday you will go my dear
I'll give you my voice to walk with you

I will be your guard, drive the freezing winds away
Preserve you from the cold, take you under my wing
Like endlessness above I will be awake
Through this winter night I will sing

From the Empriness comes life
So full it will be
You came from nowhere
Teached me more I never knew
And I cried with you 'cause I understood
That in the Beginning is always the End as well...

I will be your guard, drive the freezing winds away
Preserve you from the cold, take you under my wing

Repentance,
left behind i have those sour moments.

Saddled,
and my journey to home started.

From inner lands i left, and will never return,
the sea will be my home from now on.

Fears from you i learned,
as my journey went on.

You brought me the shimmering meadows,
and darkest stars at nights, i travelled.
You showed me bitter delights and those moments,
i enjoyed.

Scales to my back you brought and grills to my neck,
ocean waters you teached me to adore,
repent shall i not,you teched, and hastened my journey,
to forget, you showed me, is the key to my glory.