Watching all your faces smiling in the cold white snow
All those forgotten places, lost so long ago
All those happy moments, they will find their way
Into those crying hearts, happy again one dayv
Listening to voices of slowly falling leaves
When one more summer turns to fall

Longing for a paper to write
To write another song for your joyful voice
Longing for one more single night
To drink another glass of your tasteful wine
Let´s swim in the lakes of our joyful past
They never will run dry

Watching all those children, running through forgotten fields
Swimming in those dried out ponds, without my sorrows, without your fears
Not yet seeing all this huge despair, not yet praying to the moon
Condemned to die so much too soon

Listening to voices of slowly falling leaves
When one more summer turns to fall

Longing for a paper to write
To write another song for your joyful voice
Longing for one more single night
To drink another glass of your tasteful wine
Let´s swim in the lakes of our joyful past
They never will run dry

Where are you now, my long lost angels
Will you return? say when will you return
To sing one song with my crying harp
To drink one glass of my bloody tears

Longing for a paper to write
To write another song for your joyful voice
Longing for one more single night
To drink another glass of your tasteful wine
Let´s swim in the lakes of our joyful past
They never will run dry