Maybe it's the wind
The wind of May
That screams for us
Endlessly
Maybe it's the wind
The wind of May
That cries for us
Without a rest
And maybe it's the wind
The wind of May
Calling his children
Forever lost

Maybe it's the wind
The final light...
And when your're dying
And can't go on
For years and years
So far from home
The last sweet home
So far from here

When everything dies
The nights don't give
Their final rest...
There's only Sun
A hateful Sun

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