Pass through the fields

Follow the river to the sea

Stand tall as the Evergreens

Tread light on the needles that cover the ground

Blue skies in the Hunter's eye

Another trail goes cold

And the well runs dry

Where it used to flow

Down the mountainside, to the fields below

By the light of the moon

The forest takes a different shape

And the Spirits awaken

They showеd me the signs

In evеry broken branch and the leaves that have fallen

Blue skies in the Hunter's eye

Another trail goes cold

And the well runs dry

Where it used to flow

Down the mountainside, to the fields below