Bird

From your shoulder I will fly
To misty fields
Like little bird
I will hide you with my hands
From raging flame
And from the sword
My sword is heavy
The saddle on my horse
Days, nights I traveled
This road where I belong
Ashes behind, brave warriors dead
They slumber now on the battlefields
My pain is all I have left
My mother's song is all I hear
From your shoulder I will fly
To misty fields
Like little bird

I will hide you with my hands
From raging flame
And from the sword
My trace is blood on feather grass
Soon my eyes will closed, my spirit fades
Death now has sent for me
In arrow's whizz, is my mother's song
From your shoulder I will fly
To misty fields
Like little bird

I will hide you with my hands
From raging flame
And from the sword
Lush are these fields of grasses
Wild land change for miles all around
Like mother's tears it will rain in silence
Healing all of you deadly wounds
Then all of sudden
Wild bird flapped her wings
For death she is covered
And sat right by me

Lush are these fields of grasses
Wild land change for miles all around
Like mother's tears it will rain in silence
Healing all of you deadly wounds
Lush are these fields of grasses
Wild land change for miles all around
Like mother's tears it will rain in silence
Healing all of you deadly wounds