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I'm walking over the plains

Alone with my sorrow

I want to bury it where You lie

My imprisoned sun, caught in stone

Now my friend the moon

Covers the earth with his green coat

I can only see one side of You

Where is the other one?

Every time I run around this rock

I realize that You're only an image

A painting with a false gleam

My imprisoned sun, caught in stone

I asked the one who sits next to You

But he's got no mouth, only an eye

That is staring on me hopefully

I think this man, he is crying blood

No other man around, no tree, no bush

No water to clean his wounds

I don't even feel a breeze

That helps me breathing

During this cold night