O water
bitter salt water
come fill my eyes
empty my dreams

O water step down from these
mountain slopes
faint smoky valleys shall come your way
pass them
a village will come, my home
go to my home
empty my dreams

On these mournful silent nights
stay wide awake
if you find tiny birds caged in my eyes
free them
melt these seasons heavy with snow
turn the seasons green
empty my dreams

O water
bitter salt water...