When the rain has stopped, the one that has soothed us,
When the day is gone above my earth,
I'll wake up here, let me wake up here,
In the long grass by your side.
And let our home be untroubled,
Hidden with leaves and thick grass,
And, having learnt all that had been the mystery,
I'll start to wait for the pain to go away.
And let it be raining , let the snow be burning,
Let the Death sing above the thick grass.
I would like to know- I just would like to know
If we shall be right what we are when the pain has gone.