This is the road by which we came
Where you were my love
For love of whom
The world began
Everything was brought back again
Forests and valleys back again
Roads and cities back again

I guess your hands are heavy too, in your pockets
There's only one path
 [bad word] to fetch you
My [bad word] ahead and my hearing, like a scent
Remains behind
I guess the blood in your veins
Is the only red that remains
Nothing else is red
This is nothing but a silver-mine
Everything is silent
Everything is dark

This is the road by which we came
Where you were my love
For love of whom
The world began
Everything was brought back again
Forests and valleys back again
Roads and cities back again