Over the rivers,
Along the cornfields,
Across the villages,
he's walking like a dead
tired legs, sun set,
sleeping on the stones
cold breezes, heart pause
morning is so far,
still some life exists
In nooks of his heart,
he's sleeping like,
there is no tomorrow
this night is so long
So long..
Golden rays, cold heat
dark light falling on face,
strange face, helping hand,
waking him up,
dressed in torn white
large hole below her breast,
now standing up,
as the first morning of his life,
Both walking, walking
along the never ending road,
they are walking together
now holding hands,
warmth of her hands,
bringing him to life,
embarking a new journey,
pervasive of love..
Settling down with her
into the woods,
green sky under the blue
Playing with rays
falling on the woods..
She cooks porridge meal,
he works out in the field,
she cooks him love,
he serves the feel,
they sing together all the evening,
make out love at the night,
mornings are blissful
he kisses her and off to field,
when the winds blow,
he runs to home,
wrap her into his arms,
looking into her eyes, so calm..
shelter blown away with winds,
and no life in barren fields,
they held hands again and walked,
again to the endless road,
life is a journey,
they embarked one more..
