Release you to endless skies To find the freedom you've never had To sail like eagle below the clouds To breathe the wind, but falling down
You'd leave the ground for better years The dreams what never will come true To kneel the god of Christian men It's not for you, you're falling down again
Soil-born, child of the earth Enchanted by heavens, but the heavens are not yours Unleash, tear the chains of angels and gods Grasses and trees are calling you home
He gathered all passions and dreams Thus made the wings And sank like a stone to the valley of nothingness
The earth was too awful and small for him So said the folks, full of anger and grief They laugh at the fool, but his genius was clean Heavens were silent; they have been watching it and smile
The earth son, the fallen Shall return to mother earth No human shall be In the stellar temple
Sacred and clean...
And when he finally reached the gods The snow was covering his corpse The fate divided flest and soul For whom, for what, the soil-born are falling down from earth?