The fields are golden again,
hot summer passes
and the rain is relentless
in the autumn close taken away.
The mists are gathering
over cold water.
Chill hands, aching wounds,
this velvet pore.
And filled with anxiety
boundless spaces.
And dreams are overloading
circumstances evil mountains.
hot summer passes
and the rain is relentless
in the autumn close taken away.
The mists are gathering
over cold water.
Chill hands, aching wounds,
this velvet pore.
And filled with anxiety
boundless spaces.
And dreams are overloading
circumstances evil mountains.