On this long t-ravel,
Auf dieser langen R-eise
На тоvа дълго п-ътуvане
Just you and me above
My white yak (walking slowly)
The misty fresh air embraces us
We go through the snow deserts,
And through our memories fields
We go through our pains, illusions,
We go where we never were before,
To the empty kingdom of e-ther,
zum leeren Königreich Ä-ther
Königreich Ä-ther
Царстvо на е-фира
Where no one is white, but all souls
Are painted in red and black.
We are going to nowhere of our
Nakedness, in trap of dreams awake
Your long white hair wrapped around my waist,
My long white hair, around your neck,
So we never separate, on that long way
So dass wir nie auf diesem langen Weg
Zu tre-nnen
Zu tre-nnen
To se-parate
да се раз-делим.
{ © n.nour}
-- 2014.05.
-- march
