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Spirit of all silence
I can't hear you
But I'm afraid that we'll hear you
And I don't know
Where to begin
As I don't know
Where to begin
Somewhere in our deserts, there are forests
With endless acres before us
But we don't know
Where they begin
But we all know
That they begin again
I lost my strength completely
Oh be near me
In tired affairs
And winter winds in our hair
Autumn myths
And flowers on the table
Is it real or a fable?
Well I suppose
That ends never end
So we don't know where they begin
Season shifts will guide us
They are keeping
The silhouettes of our freedom
They sing to the songs, we sang for our past
They'll bring in songs we'll sing for our past
I see their signal search light strike me
In the window of my room
Where I got nothing to prove
No, I got nothing to prove
I forgive you mother
I can hear you
But I long not to fear you
Your endless roads lead to no end
So every road
Meets us again