Vagram Angel

I waited by a stream of green
Water that ran through a sandy desert
A traveler asked what I waited for,
But I could not answer him
Surely one may wait, without waiting for something
Surely one may wait,
Must even peace have a purpose?
It was quiet beside the green water
The palm trees swayed at a distance
For the wind was rising, the traveler passed on
But his question remained with me
What was I waiting for?
I really yearned to know
When one is happy it is foolish to listen to the idle questions
Of over-busy strangers
Surely one may wait, without waiting for something
Surely one may wait, must even peace have a purpose?
I was waiting beside a seam of green
Water that ran through a sandy desert
And a traveler asked what I waited for,
But I could not answer him
Surely one can wait, without waiting for something
Surely one can, ooh,
Must even peace have a purpose?
It was quiet beside the green water
The palm trees swayed in the distance
And the wind was rising, the traveler passed on
Oh, but his question remained with me
What was I waiting for?
Must even peace have a purpose, have a purpose?
When one is happy it is foolish to listen to the idle questions...