Pain of my soul 
Is embraced with the roots 
Of the Ancient oaks 
The abyss of forest dust 
The high of heaven's water 
Vast oceans of the forest 
The look of eagle alone the heaven side 
I turned to all this 
Sunbeam was fading 
Where no one else has been I was 
The others left the black back water 
Their spirit is dead forever 
Let my scream wake up 
All those who left in swamps and thickets 
Those times has gone 
But I'll never have the rest 
My soul rather shall like eagle soar 
Than be oppressed by shade of sadness.