In Late July - the sun is glowing Far away seems all despair And in the vales the corn is growing With golden heads so bright and fair The wind is tearing on my wings of steel And sorrow fills my broken heart I carry wounds that cannot heal And you and I lie worlds apart I like to see it when the birds are flying Their carelessness I have to bear And in their moves all weight denying Escaping from the eagle's stare The wind is tearing on my wings of steel And sorrow fills my broken heart I carry wounds that cannot heal And you and I lie worlds apart And in the distance a stream is flowing Dark waters run towards the sea
Against the storm small boats are rowing The ocean is our retreat The wind is tearing on my wings of steel And sorrow fills my broken heart I carry wounds that cannot heal And you and I lie worlds apart Weariness like lingering poison Where joy it used to be Clouds are gathering around my prison As far as the eye can see The wind is tearing on my wings And grief it fills my broken heart I carry wounds of a thousand flames And you and I lie worlds apart The wind is tearing on my wings of steel And sorrow fills my broken heart I carry wounds that cannot heal And you and I lie worlds apart