To knock on doors of grass (BG)
I saw how the rivers go to the south,
And how gods look to the East.
I saw in the sky the steel winds,
I buried my arrows in the sand.
I would be happy to stay here,
But yours, as always, are right;
So don't weep for me, when I'll go away
To knock on the doors of grass.
Your mother gives me her sweet tea,
But answers always about other;
And father counts his affairs
And considers me a foe.
And in your house too little doors,
And all the mirrors are crooked;
So don't weep for me, when I'll go away
To knock on the doors of grass.
I saw in the sky a thousand birds,
But they flew away long ago.
I saw thousand sharp-sighted eyes
That look to me into window.
And you're beautiful as the day, but I'm tired
Of addressing to thee "you";
So don't weep for me, when I'll go away
To knock on the doors
of grass.
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