Bài hát: Old River - Acedia
not a farmer afraid of mists covering his crops
neither a warrior's horse, leaning his head on,
taking him to an unknown road
a spirit, hanging on the wings of the wind
although not wishing to be dragged on...
now everything i hear mumbles thy name to me
'cause being without you, being lonely reminds me this, old river
" thy splendid ears listen to me? "
no need to shut my eyes
darkness is everything i know
no need to dream
the unexperienced didn't let me dream
i couldn't curse, old river
i didn't have more than nothing to curse
i watch thy steps old river
