Medieval Art

Early Frost
I am born and I've grown in the wind In the frost, in the draught When we arrived to these barren plains We felt early cold [1] Autumn... the leaves fall down again, to this gloomy earth I beg You, cool rain... Clean my thoughts [2] Inside of my mind I'm full of pain, like this air Misty thoughts, I tell you that: Go away... Far from here I am born and I've grown in the wind In the frost, in the draught When we arrived to these barren plains We felt early cold [3] Autumn goes on and on again, I weep I beg You, cool rain... Clean my thoughts Aus Songtexte Mania