in my long forgotten cloistered sleep
you and I were resting close in peace
was it just a dreaming of my heart?
now I’m crying, don’t know why

where do all the [bad word] from?
could no one ever dry up this spring?
if you find me crying in the dark
please call my name, from the heart

sing with me a tiny autumn song
weep me the melodies of the days gone by
dress my body all in flowers white,
so no mortal eye can see

where have all my memories gone?
should I roam again up yonder hill?
I can never rest my soul
until you call my name
you call my name, from the heart

in my long forgotten cloistered sleep,
someone kissed me, whispering words of love
is it just a longing of my heart?
such a moment of such peace

where do all the [bad word] from?
with no memories, why should I cry?
I can never rest my soul
until you call my name…you call my name
you call my name, call my soul, from the heart