One of my favourite songs. The lyrics is beautiful though the translation does not do it proper justice.
There is a line that goes something like
“The lark, thirsty after so much flying, drinks the sky while being in the lake”.
And your glance nails in my eyes like a sword
Nails in my eyes like a sword
Nails in my eyes like a sword
A rose cries for love
A rose cries for love
And a white butterfly
Is a handkerchief for her
So much flying
Thirsty after so much flying
In a clear water pool
The lark drinks the sky
That afternoon of april
I said come with me
And you didn’t want to come
And you didn’t want to come
And you didn’t want to come
And your glance nails in my eyes like a sword
Nails in my eyes like a sword
Nails in my eyes like a sword
(x2)
And your glance nails in my eyes like a sword
And my train of joy goes away (nails in my eyes…)
And i don’t have more dream than your glance (nails in my eyes…)
And your glance nails in my eyes like a sword
Cricket of my torments, choped down rose (nails in my eyes like a sword)
When i dream your eyes in the darkness (nails in my eyes…)
I can’t separate from your glance (nails in my eyes…)
And your glance nails in my eyes like a sword
Nails in my eyes like a sword
Nails in my eyes like a sword
And your glance nails in my eyes like a sword
