The Infant King — текст песни (Nits Bis)

(Peters)
Wheels on steel go rumbling through the night
Away away they seem to say
I tip-toe tip-toe through the sleeping train
An infant king who meets his bride
My self-reflection in the window pane
A portrait or a photograph
Two eyes two ears nose uncertain smile
A child reflected thousandfold
Someone said the other day
The border`s closed there`s no way in or out
Pack your bags make up your mind
You can leave your memories behind
The water in a river we just crossed
Reflects a dark and rolling sky
The train keeps speeding through an endless night
My mood is changing every mile
Someone said the other day
The world is cracking up it`s plain to see
(I) overheard two people say
Some gold works wonders when you want to go
This is a portrait not a photograph
It says a great deal about me
Two eyes two ears nose uncertain smile
The infant king is on his way