Great day
3
Mountains saying something
I understand I feel
My eyes seeing one thing
Everything is not real
Dreamer, maybe I’m a dreamer
The wind is playing with my life
The time is the single winner
Everything is not right
No one cares of my soul
The Grate day
There is the long way
I have no reason to cry
The grate day when I die
Mountains (are) keeping silence
Empty space, empty bed
My world is just lonely Ireland
Don’t worry think of death
The sun will ever rise again
Oh! The grate day
I leave the world
Just believe I will return
No one saves me I am gone
Just believe I will return