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In this place, far from home for me

blood on my body, faces in my souls

destiny is my reality of the daylight

behind me on my horse, the wild hunt is near



When the footprints of malice follow your soul

then you will think it's too late

when the faces of your enemies in the fog

start to hunt you

look up and see the distant sky



Chorus

This is the point in Kurts life,

when his mind is shining bright

take a dream of a holy world,

Bachtelenbrunnen is the point of a new return



oh, oh, oh, lost in the sky

lost, lost in the fog of faith,

forgotten resolutions

are destroyed in my soul

please God, help me tonight,

the wild hunt will kill me

the wild hunt is just in my mind......

The roots of regret are deep in

Kurt and take him to another lord

the meaning of life under control



In this place, far from home for me

blood on my body, faces in my souls

destiny is my reality of the daylight

behind me on my horse,

the wild hunt is near



Swiss-German

Wart nid ab, wart nid ab...

wenn's z'spat isch, isch's z'spat...



When the footprints of malice

follow your soul

then you will think it's too late

when the faces of your

enemies in the fog start to hunt you

look up and see the distant sky