Cloaked in hue, dressed in mountain range distant blue
Heart's a rock, by a flash it got split in two
Every day swallows distance, but all in vain
Every morning I wake up back here again
Aw, nothing comes
Aw, nothing comes
Aw, nothing comes
Chopping wood, carrying water and rolling stone
At the outpost you always arrive alone
Not a soul, and you pray to a vengeful sun
For some rain, but you know that the rain won't come
Aw, nothing comes
Aw, nothing comes
Aw, nothing comes
Aw, look what's become of me
Just praying for some sleep
An idiot who shuns
The gift of life, the sun
Aw, nothing comes
Aw, nothing comes
Aw, and then nothing comes
I should have known from the start
Aw, nothing comes
Aw, nothing comes
Aw, and then nothing comes
I should have known from the start
I should have known from the start
I should have known from the start