We divine a deep design It's clear that to kill is a crime A sweet child gathers keen knives together Tell me, oh, silent breeze Tell me through whispers of trees Melody is full of grief It throws doubt on the design
We regain our way again It seems that day breaks Don't change into a stranger We're friends forever Tell me, oh, silent breeze Tell me through whispers of trees Memory is full of grief It throws doubt on the design Why?
Tell me, oh, silent breeze Tell me through whispers of trees Melody is full of grief It throws doubt on the Divine design
