Mountains are burning, forests are burning in the late evening fog
A steep slope of the day as the sun rolls
Mountains are on fire, forests are on fire, but not for me anymore
I miss your letters, the warmth of your words

Throw between us
The widest of the rivers
The deepest stream
The farthest shore
Throw between us
What's wrong with us
And me anyway
I will find you

Mountains are on fire, forests are on fire before dusk extinguishes them
The night will pass again, the day will pass again
The mountains are burning forests, but not for me anymore
I miss your confidences, the silence of your sleep

Throw between us
The longest year
The most secret regret
Stupidest mistake
Throw between us
What's wrong with us
And me anyway
I will find you

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Na na na na

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