Ancient words Of some blurry thoughts Under the moon Feel the cold inside Far from your home There you lost your mind The wind always blows and dries your wet eyes Mirrors of water break your heart Losing yourself, losing your laugh Spirits show you the way They steal the soul and take it away Near the lake Can you tell your mistakes? Deep in the chest, feed the growing pain Far from your home There you lost your love The wind always blows and dries your wet eyes Lie on the side of the river that flow Mist and drops embrace your limbs Far from your home There you lost your life The wind always blows and dries someone's eyes