The man of wood - Corde Oblique

She's a song who fills the light

And a song is still enough

This I am a man of wood

This I am and without shame

Someone told

Someone told

Someone told

Someone told me

Someone told

Someone told

Someone told me

That people meet

To exchange something

But different from what

They were supposed to exchange apparently

Apparently

Apparently

My voice is one

Apparently

Apparently but

Concretely

We all are a choir

We all are a choir

Now light

Where are my steps where are my steps where are

My steps

That fill the light

Where are my steps where are my steps where are

My steps

That fill the light

Bells get coloured by winter slowly without

Any change of light

Bells get coloured by winter slowly without

Any change of light

Of light

Where are my steps where are my steps where are

My steps

That fill the light

Where are my steps where are my steps where are

My steps

That fill the light

Once was I just living here in my land

While now I am

I'm not a tree wedged in her

Lavic stones

Apparently

Apparently and concretely