Andrei Rublev

We run naked through woods
The torches
Gleam in the speckled night
We commit our bodies to the water
One at a time

Tie the artist to the cross
But I warn you
A kiss could free the man
Though we sing in a canefree alamdon
It is us who will be drowned

This is the night
This is the night
This is the night
When everybody must love

We run naked through woods
The torches
Gleam in the speckled night
We commit our bodies to the water
One at a time

This is the night
This is the night
This is the night
When everybody must love