[Verse] Matt was born on a Sunday forty something years old his father didn't even know about him from the world war when he returned They lived so modestly but proudly in a small, tame Slavonian village the village grandmothers did not like him when he passes, they draw the curtains on [Chorus] And I, how could I see him even now he brings horses back from the water at a trot the village talks, Matt doesn't care only the swift pursuit horses [Verse 2] Then came the nineties father said now or never and Matt started as if from a dream nowhere the same but with a big heart His brother was killed that winter burned the village, took the horses away they found their father after a month or two a great sadness broke him [Chorus] And I, how could I see him even now he brings horses back from the water at a trot the village talks, Matt doesn't care only the swift pursuit horses [Verse 3] I was with Matt last Sunday at the church after morning mass with him, his son and his brothers' children so where are you Matt, how is she, I ask him He tells me, everything will be like before the village will decorate the gates again we will return everything, but never one thing memories that have disappeared [Chorus] And I, how could I see him even now he brings horses back from the water at a trot the village talks, Matt doesn't care only the swift pursuit horses The village talks, Matt doesn't care he just chases the horses even faster, come on