The Black Forest
Trobar de Morte
Valleys and mountains I roved in my search
By rivers and lakes I sailed in earnest
My soul dragged me
My soul guided me
Lighting and thunder I found in dark days
White snow and black roads I crossed
But my soul dragged me
My soul guided me
I'm gonna try to be part of the trees
I'm gonna try to follow the wind
I'm gonna try to bright like the stars
I'm gonna try to return to the roots
To the roots