Thunderstorm

Where the Snow Falls on the Black Peaks of the Mountains

Echo of the Wind Walks in the Field

Village with a Fire Burning by the Fireplace

Endless Road and I Can Only See the Sun in the Distance

When the Fog Is in the Suburbs You Can See What Is Not Visible in the Daytime

The Sunset Goes over the Roofs and the City Changes Its Color

These Flashes Light up Every Street Where Darkness Rules

Where Funk Is Playing and Smoke Is Blowing There Is No Thunder

Clouds Drifted Across the Sky and the Coolness of the Morning Brought Everything to Life