Dark and lonely are the skies that rise
Above the dreaming mountains that despise

The golden field; the beautiful valley
Where nature ripens sad to happy

Where no one casts a single shadow
Where no one fights a single battle

Where time stand still to let you play
And the sun resets every day

Still I am but a passive dino
To look at love- find pain and sorrow

Looking at the mountains yonder
Dreaming of a love-filled sojourn