Acédia - Old River lyrics

not a farmer afraid of mists covering his crops neither a warrior's horse, leaning his head on, taking him to an unknown road a spirit, hanging on the wings of the wind although not wishing to be dragged on... now everything i hear mumbles thy name to me 'cause being without you, being lonely reminds me this, old river "thy splendid ears listen to me?" no need to shut my eyes darkness is everything i know no need to dream the unexperienced didn't let me dream i couldn't curse, old river i didn't have more than nothing to curse i watch thy steps old river