LEARN LYRICS

In case time drags me

To deserted beaches

Today I close the book

Of dead hours

I make clay birds

I make clay birds and I let them fly

In case time drags me

To deserted beaches

Today I reject baseness

Abandonment and sorrow

Not one more blank page

I feel the awe of a solitary passerby

On the maps I get lost

Through their pages I sail

Now the wind blows

When the sea stayed far away long ago

I no longer climb the slope

That takes me to your house

My dog no longer sleeps

Beside your candle

At the edges of time

Feelings nest

Today they are clay birds that want to fly

In the valleys I get lost

On the roads I sleep

Now the wind blows

When the sea stayed far away long ago

When I have no boat

Oars or guitar

When the nightingale of the morning no longer sings

Now the wind blows

When the sea stayed far away long ago

In the valleys I get lost

On the roads I sleep