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[intro]

[verse]
Sunlight falls across my window,
Morning drifts in, calm and slow.
On the road that’s long awaited,
Where the poppies freely grow.
I am soaring over the old town,
Holding white wine in my hand.
Everything feels sweet and gentle,
Like a film from a bygone land.

[chorus]
Where the crimson melts into the blue,
Far beyond the horizon unknown…
They’ve been waiting forever, it’s true —
Mother, I am coming home.

[verse]
In the day my soul’s a kobza,
But at night it sings again.
I’ve been gathering lost visions,
Prophetic dreams or drug-like pain.
Life’s a faded reel of memories,
From the films of seventies.
I dance like a holy jest
In the poppy fields at rest.
Yet whatever fate may bring,
In my soul it’s endless summer.
Colored glass upon my wings
Will be seen by my own children.

[chorus]
Where the crimson melts into the blue,
Far beyond the horizon unknown…
They’ve been waiting forever, it’s true —
Mother, I am coming home.
Mother, I am coming home.

[outro]
[chorus]
Where the crimson melts into the blue,
Far beyond the horizon unknown…
They’ve been waiting forever, it’s true —
Mother, I am coming home.
Mother, I am coming home.

[outro]