Above Us

Текст песни H.1 - Above Us

From childhoods hour, I have not been as others were
I have not seen, as others saw
I could not bring my passion in the common spring
From the same source I have not taken my sorrow
I could not awaken my heart to joy
At the same tone
And all I loved, I loved alone

Then, in my childhood
In the dawn of the most stormy life
Was drawn from every depth of good and ill
The mystery which blinds me still

From the thorns or the fountain
From the red cliff of the mountain
From the sun that (...)
In its autumn tint of gold
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by
From the thunder of the storm
And the cloud that took the form
When the rest of heaven was blue
Of the demon in my dream