Way across the seas over hills
To my minds not long as it seems
Heal me say it's true I'll be sure please
I am watching birds friendly trees

Winter shines and sings like lass
Our hidden world waits for us
You have to have a look inside
Then Spring will come lika bride

I'm almost a sense I go blind
I have glazed my eyes I'm inside
Quiet peaceful glen, wait for me, hark!
We are almost there open-armed

Mother Summer will care 'bout us
Scars like notes as a token of the past
Burning dried leaves will smell like dope
Granny Autumn will give us hope

Hope...