Текст песни The River

I walked with the river in kind of a dream Hand in hand, the all-knowing river and me To the clammer of rushes and deeply barren trees A drunk making blossom, the blush to be seen I told him my sorrows and broken-down dreams Confessed every lie, replayed every scene He openly wept as he listened to me And then, with the sun in the west, he showed me the sea