Stuck inside this icy desert have no place to go And I can see the scarlet dazzle shining just above I’ve lost the count of days I spent here and my body’s pine And I can feel the guard of slumbers following the tracks of mine
My damaged brain’s depicting me the pictures of my home It’s magic place across the ocean I used to call my own Shrink into a nubbin lying under eiderdown Listening to the fairy-tale cuckooing by the eagle-owl Stretching for the apple-tree across the neighbor’s fence Being off a like a shot breathing very dense Flashing back on 20 years see what I have done But I’m lying motionless in snow the mirage’s gone
Say goodbye to all my hopes waiting for the death to come Looking up into the blue what I see at heaven’s dome Wrapped up in the warmth coming from the ardor-bird I’m flying to my forefathers my voice has been heard