Текст песни Drifters In the Wood - Marie Modiano , Peter von Poehl

Diving you in a swell of endless time
Where all the mills keep on turning
Let the wind be our friend

Resting with you on a field of flower guts
Where spares and bees get along
Let the mist be our friend

When the sun is to bright we turn it off
And gather near a fire
We sing a lullaby
And grave are in each holes
Like drifters in the wood
Drifters in the wood

Drowning with you on a bridge of enchained dust
Where all the fairies may be enchanteress
Let the storm be our friend

Sitting with you on a branch of lonesome night
Where nothing breaks and nothing hurts
Let the push be our friend

When the sun is to bright we turn it off
And gather near a fire
We sing a lullaby
And grave are in each holes
Like drifters in the wood
Drifters in the wood

When the sun is to bright we turn it off
And gather near a fire
We sing a lullaby
And grave are in each holes
Like drifters in the wood
Drifters in the wood
Drifters in the wood