Furrows Of Gods 가사

And early spring laughed: It’s time! Behind the black road, behind the great meadow My great-grandfather and great-great, great-great Everybody follow time, like a plough Behind a field there’s a field, behind a field, a field and a field Behind the black road, behind the great meadow They are already in a mist, like a mist Everybody already follow time, like a plough What a heavy steps eternity haves! Behind the black road, behind the great meadow Such free and young Is it real that I already follow time, like a plough?! What I will plough? What a field I will sow? Behind the black road, behind the great meadow Is it real that I’m in a mist too, like a mist And I already follow time, like a plough?