[Intro] (Mmm...) [Verse 1] On nights like these in winter Death comes into my heart Outside perhaps dew is falling or leaves Or the song of an owl It too is like dew Like yellowed leaves At the distant confluence of city and village A lion's roar is heard The roar of a wounded circus lion [Chorus] Hear the cuckoo calls in the middle of a posh midnight As if to say spring will come someday Or is it the thirsty echo of a spring that once existed? You are not emotionless cuckoo are you? I have seen so many cuckoos become emotionless They are no longer young no longer youthful The cuckoo's song has been used [Bridge] The lion roars again The wounded circus lion A single frozen lion The opium lion blind darkness itself While trying to remember life inside this dim ocean of shadows All around everything gets lost in the Alcyon a dead fish's tail In dark water in the cage of fog (Ooh...) [Outro] The lion will never find the forest again Never again Never again The cuckoo's song like a faded engine Sputtering and breaking Falls silent on the magnetic hill Oh serpent coil of the Vipasha River You turn over and sleep You will never find anything again (Aah...)
