TEKSTI ORIGJINAL
Seasons pass me by
Frequent is this distant cry
All the trees stand naked
Under the empty sky
Sand fills my pores
The scorching sun is gone
All I need is here
All I need to do is see
The door is open wide
a lifetime I have waited
To reach upon the shall
To feel this liberated
All forbidden arts
All the ocean swans
Want to just have fun
And listen to the Arcs