Like the flight of a dead bird    My life is going out   Darkness is my mistress    At cold full moon nights   Only stars know my paths   I'm a wild wanderer of fields   Lonely trips in my realm...    Will you share this with me?      As I howl at night, the wind join my song   Helpless crying of the wild   Am I soulless, forever gone?    After a while I hear a voice   From the dark fields of the fall   It puts me the same question:    Shall I ever see the dawn?    The sun of the dawn?       The old symbol of all dread   Faithful son of the night   Too much bleeding, too much fear   But one's death is other's life