before the bullfight þarký sözü

i hear your voice
way down inside
a whispering sea
of towering trees
but no reply

a silence so rare
and more than i can stand
sweeps like a flood
through life´s flesh and blood
and steals away with it´s heart

if i´m losing you
then there´s nothing more that i can say
the fighting is on
and battles are won
or thrown away

but if i could live
safe and sound
in god given fields
or mountains of steel
then here i´d stay
till you´d gone

guilty of stealing
every thought i own
i will take my turn
to fight the bullfight
every word´s sunk in deep
like the blades of a knife through my heart
but my strength will return
to fight the bullfight

as time´s come to show
i´m told nothing more than i should know
a ship on the sea that threatens to leave
but never goes
this island of blue
where life clings to your hands
like water and sand
will loose it´s way
when you´re gone

when all´s forgiven
still every fault´s my own
i will take my turn
to fight the bullfight
say a prayer for my release
when every hope in the world is asleep
and my strength will return
to fight the bullfight