Translation: Fish. Ayla.
The wind blows through a broken window Bringing the leaves of autumn inside As I'm sitting here trying to catch a thought And try somehow not to cry
Pale and ghost-like, the mist floats Away from the stream, that through night and day When I dream Pours forth to the desolate darkness it's song ...
Translation: Fernando Delgadillo. Nimbus.
[Taken from "Awaken" 1996]
