Above
The mountain
The mountain
An eagle is flying
High above the mountain
An eagle comes down
To the soldier who faltered
The soldier on the ground
By the mountain
I feel nothing
For in my own heart
Every tree is broken
The first tree will not blossom
The second will not grow
And the third is almost fallen
Since you betrayed me so
Since you.
The mountain
The mountain
An eagle is flying
High above the mountain
An eagle comes down
To the soldier who faltered
The soldier on the ground
By the mountain
I feel nothing
For in my own heart
Every tree is broken
The first tree will not blossom
The second will not grow
And the third is almost fallen
Since you betrayed me so
Since you.