The youth and taste of freedom We lost our virgin kingdom These grey days will remind us all the past
Between rocks and the sky There was the endless time I still feel your cold fingers on my head
The days are passing by It’s time to draw the line We have to loose the only dream we had
Dreams are saint fields of lies Keep us out of their sights Heavens start to cry It’s time for us to die My spirit light will lead you through the night
We’ll stay for years and ages Like two grey stoned angels And raindrops will become tears in our eyes
And at the end of times The falling star will guide us The first winds of the winter we’ll arise
Dreams are saint fields of lies Keep us out of their sights Let Heavens start to cry Our love will never die My spirit light will lead you through the night
Dreams are saint fields of lies Keep us out of their sights Heavens start to cry It’s time for us to die My spirit light will lead you through the night