Desert horse

Far away from her brother
So far away from her mother

Burning sand (motherfucker!)
Dunes of sand (fuck you!)

Does it matter
Now you’re gone
You can pretend
And fill the void
I left and time
Will heal my soul, soul

So much blood
On my hands
And there’s not much left to destroy
I know I am better alone
There is so much blood
On my hands
And not much left to destroy
I know I am better alone

(Swedish scream: I have cried also)
(Breathing in)

Mon amour, je saigne toujours
Mes sentiments meurent
Et la nuit, j’en rêve aussi

Je voudrais mourir
Mais viens le jour
Je rêve toujours
Et la lune répond

So much blood
On my hands
And not much left to destroy
I know I was better alone
So much blood on my hands
And not much left to destroy
I know I am better alone

Mon amour, je t’aime toujours
Mais sentiments meurent
Et la nuit, je t’aime aussi
(Elle s’enfuie et l’apaise, le vent du nord)
(Elle se noie, dans les sables mouvants)