Heal heal the rotten wounds
Rotten wounds a sad old tune
I have fought fought many a war
Stolen letters where I could
Carefully, woman is dry
Sad and all, still I am dry
Where is the muddier?
The muddier is cool
Tell me and tell me again
A story from the poet moon
I would like to see you dancing
In the silver that you love
You're a breathing teller
Shout it out like rain
Tell them to save me now
That would surely make my day
Call me by my name, I'm your child, you brought me here
I would like to see you dancing
In the silver that you love
You're a breathing teller
Shout it out like rain