Wind pulls a silent chains To shake the hillside gra** awake A falcon presses up against A birch tree in a thin white dress Every road gonna disappear The fate of man is still unclear I think you should come by here Tonight tonight tonight Moon, cast your finery Lilies, stretch your throats neck to see Flowers like a mess of bones Blouses open to the soul Every road gonna disappear The fate of my heart is unclear I think you should meet me here Tonight tonight tonight Proclamation bones: day leaves me all alone Night has a secret place, always ripe for a few more days Move and dishevel me Wet field, muddy stream Raise my gla** like an insect wing Come on night spell pa** through me Every road gonna disappear The fate of man is still unclear I think you should stay right Tonight tonight tonight