Lyric

Underneath the moon that hums so low

Green grass in the glow

In a distant village, crops grow slowly

Dreams awaken in Estonian nights

Sparkling sands flow like a song

Winds whisper of a quiet desire in the land

Estonian countryside like a sweet dream

The soul sings along as you walk through here

An old oak tree sways in timelessness

Stories written with stars so deep

You feel how time here is in a different rhythm

Forget your worries so that your soul can jump freely from the border

Far from the city where the sky is so wide

Back to the land where your soul finds peace

The green scent is the signal of my homeland

The sun at sunset tells me a quiet story

Sparkling sands flow like a song

Winds whisper of a quiet desire in the land

Estonian countryside like a sweet dream

The soul sings along as you walk through here

In parentheses words that never die

Carved in the soul, these stories lead to sorrow

You hold the earth that breathes in the wind

Listen to the whispers, they are all you need