As the mist leaves no scar
On the dark green hill
So my body leaves no scar
On you and never will

Through windows in the dark
The [bad word]  the children go
Like arrows with no targets
Like shackles made of snow
 [bad word] love leaves no traces
If you and I are one
It's lost in our embraces
Like stars against the sun

As a falling leaf may rest
moment on the air
So your head upon my breast
So my hand upon your hair

And many nights endure
Without a moon or star
So we will endure
When one is gone and far
 [bad word] love leaves no traces
If you and I are one
It's lost in our embraces
Like stars against the sun