Songtext von Air

With enigma is diffused No one sees its body Clear air, good silence The spirit of the wind That is already breeze, arises A fresh scent of transparency Slides as a floe Intense crystal of mirror Between the river and the oarsman Transition of grey An air that never ends ¡Margins of insanity! Oh, furious wind! With thundering voice Bellows through the air Deafening my thoughts Entering my head In black clouds I come apart From this blue I turn aside Penetrate me and tremble Silence the chaos inside I flow along with the blizzard and Attend the demands of the wind Between puffs and wet gusts I hear storm waves floating After dying At the top of the mount With hands to the sky And in the eyes the light Of the dark end