Tree (Power Of Calling)

He sat below it and listen in, Listen in to all what it told...And at the time come that unknown Come from nowhere and behind no one His lips whisper unknown words Never heard and delusive Words as a cares enchanting Arousal, beauty and emotion Like silver breeze stroke That lovesome and silent words Melodies sounds out of his lips And people listen to the unknown But yet so imminent And then... ...Then like dazed, everyone Old mans and children, woman and mans Went away, no one knows where Went away for ever, without return And nobody already see themOnly he sat along under it And listen in to all what it tell The tree tell its story along The tree tell its story alongI am driving a horse among shadows, flashes of storm, roaring in space, it is raining blood, knee- deep wading in the mourn, butterfly of ruin waved its wings, lit up clouds dropped down to ground, Death is smiling and dancing on graves, like furious, obsessed with her desire for life, grievous rage ...