Through The Shallow Waters کے بول

The sky is red The sun is dead The dusk descends So raw my friend Water horsetails Are standing stil The trident is waiting For someting to kill Through the shallow waters The dugout slowly glides The birchbark in the prow Is burning bright Aroudn the shaft of the trident The callows hand is pressing Before the deadly strike The sky is falling down In the pouring rain there is the end Only the dark remains Nothing will stay The sky is black Death has struck The dark prevails Gone is my friend Water horstails Are standing still The trident is waiting For something to kill Through the shallow waters The empty dugput glides Filled with heavy water To the other side