Slumbering the ocean of silent green Where flowers are turning to stone The weeping ground – a home for those Who have been done Mourning of centuries the willowgrove So old and so grey and so sad It's doomed to guard the undisturbed sleep of the dead
Oh when life is fading away Grief's cutting wounds forevermore to stay
As we took leave of those who stole They joy and the fun in our life Some tears fell down unto the burial ground
Oh when life is fading away Wound become scars forevermore to stay
Don't conceal the pain To handle with emotions so important to gain Now indulge in tears With power they will drag along and bury the fears
Oh when life is fading away Wound and scars scars shall rest within the
Meadowland – it's an ocean of flowers Meadowland – final resting place Meadowland – it's the sponge of all powers Meadowland – clearing full of grace
When days are growing longer all the tears and the fears Will be memories of the past Once more the game of life and death was played And we'd to look back paralyzed But we're doomed to live on and with strength This game will be won, it will be won