The Yearning

I ride through day and night

Listen wind

They art my fellows

Eternally I am looking for the eye

Inside my heart

The yearning grows

I rode through the forest and mountains

Over mountains have I

But it seems they touch the sky

Run through meadows so lonely

Wrestled up streams so clean

My lips art so cold

Where is the tongue that melts the ice and snow

My grief is infinite

Where are art thou who heals my wounds

I ride through day and night

Crystal wind bring me my fellows

Eternally I am looking for the eye

The palace of the earth