Hear the calling of nature
The calling of too many lost souls
As they howl in the woods
In the belly of the dark city
Feel the cold of the warning
And get lost again
Just to be able to sense the truth !

Don’t fear no reproach, no yell,
And never let repression harm you
Even if dogs bark after you
Even if your sister sighs cruelly
You know what you did
And my sin means labour to thee
Never talk to speak
Just let the music be…