Image like fast spliced line
Covered by the rough knots just
What did you give
Give to the man
Mind that can only
He was passing my world
Whistlin' the melody
In the simple suit
Cold waves
Of the foaming flood
Over the lowland
Of gray soil
The flowin'
Road made of crosses
Way to the eternity
Symbol of the death
So
In the empty room
The stifling air daub closed inside four
I know that someday as the light
Blur on my soul
will
Everything remained for behind me
the longing in a middle of