he town fell asleep
I forgot what it's called
At the spring
Where it wept a corner of sky drowned
The town fell asleep
I forgot what it's called
And night fell gradually
And time stood still
And my horse so muddy
And my body exhausted
And night shown bluely
In the waters of fate
And some cries of hate
Poured out by the old
And the oldest of old
Those women without sleep
The town fell asleep
I forgot what it's called
At the spring
Where it wept a corner of sky drowned
The town fell asleep
I forgot what it's called
And horse bent drinking
And me stood watching
And my thirst taking care
That she never sees my stare
And the fountain sings