Love is dear, lover is rare Love is never where your eyes would stare Unexpectedly even blindingly Love will show its face to you, no lie
Fears subside, clearly why Time has come for me to stand aside Unencumberedly though reluctantly Upon the whispering steppes I lie with pride
T'was the cradle of my hopes, now lies my resting grave The warmth of life has left me half-embraced For those who rendered fears and pain I will surely pay with a smile you can't escape
Free at last, from the past Time has come for me to greet the vast "Unencumberedly though reluctantly Upon the whispering steppes I lie" Unencumberedly, so gracefully Above the whispering steppes I'd fly