Kinski

Sing praises of the Sun Goddess Drift about the mercy of waves Pray at this sacred moment of silence Red butterfly's fluttering From your shoulder to shoulder Take a rest in this primal church, and bless If you're an injured warrior Now your pains will disappear All tears of people in this world, is pouring here, as the rain (huh, huh) You'll be reborn in this church that you find out here Gold mist filled gorge of despair Sun light filtering through the silver clouds Million birds are crying with their fate We sense the sound of eternity, in this pouring pouring pouring pouring... Sing praises of the Sun Goddess Drift about the mercy of waves Pray at this sacred moment of silence Red butterfly's fluttering From your shoulder to shoulder Take a rest in this primal church, and bless If you're an injured warrior Now your pains will disappear All tears of people in this world, is pouring here, as the rain (huh, huh) You'll be reborn in this church that you find out here Gold mist filled gorge of despair Sun light filtering through the silver clouds Million birds are crying with their fate We sense the sound of eternity, in this pouring pouring pouring pouring... Gold mist filled gorge of despair Sun light filtering through the silver clouds Million birds are crying with their fate We sense the sound of eternity, in this pouring pouring pouring pouring pouring rain pouring pouring pouring pouring pouring rain