Winding way takes me to the river, Summer smell of pinewood, Feeds and wakes my memory. I already hear a waltz of meadow voices My meeting will mean beginning… I’m looking into the sky And listening as the clouds speak “We are so beautiful” they say to me They are inviting me. But I can’t raise to you “get to know yourself”, and you will raise I cry because I don’t know guess “We’re you so you’re we”, they say to me So I wonderful cloud and I am eternal I remove into the distance by the will of the wind By the will of a free wind Which was born in space The beautiful birds arise before my face I feel pride for my sense And the world of Earth is before me. Goodbye my beautiful friend And my past love Yes I want to forget my dreams And sorrowful screams The beautiful birds arise before my face I feel pride for my sense My soul merge with NATURE… Invisible threads warp me up… Goodbye my flowers and woods And my past love…