Hugo Mariutti - High Hill

Why are there so many ways?
So many turns along the way?
Can only love fix me after so many years?
Tell me how and why I lost my faith
I don’t care if the spring is down
The shades appear again over the earth

High hill
Let me sometime
Try for the last time
To reach
For peace inside

It’s a convenient time for love
All the thrills can be explained
Again, again and
Again near the end