How us return home (BG)
A look to the left would be a sign of fear,
A look to the right would be a sign of sleep.
And we knew that the trees are silent –
But we feared that the Moon will ascend.
O-oh, how us return home, when we are alone
And there was no brink between the heart and the sun,
And we knew that for us is singing the light,
But we were looking for the trace of Wormwood star.
O-oh, how us return home, when we are alone
I would like that I knew how to believe,
But how to believe during so talentless days –
Us that are forsaken there where the lights went out?
O-oh, how us return home, when we are alone
A look to the left would be a sign of fear,
A look to the right would be a sign of sleep.
And we knew that the trees are silent –
But we feared that the Moon will ascend.
O-oh, how us return home, when we are alone
And there was no brink between the heart and the sun,
And we knew that for us is singing the light,
But we were looking for the trace of Wormwood star.
O-oh, how us return home, when we are alone
I would like that I knew how to believe,
But how to believe during so talentless days –
Us that are forsaken there where the lights went out?
O-oh, how us return home, when we are alone