I'm so tired that I can't sleep,

I already read the Bible inner deep

The preacher keeps me on my knees

To wander and to travel

And to sleep when I am able



Maybe I was an old path

Maybe I was a raincloud

Maybe I was a mountain inside of Russia

Maybe I was a good road

Maybe I was a secret

Maybe I was a river flowing in Russia.



But I'm so tired and I can't sleep,

I already read the Bible inner deep

A preacher keeps me on my knees

To wander and to travel

And to sleep when I am able.