Sleepless nights on the hills
remembering
all the words i didn’t say today
the words i can’t say

watches under the stars
under the rain
under the moon

but the river
is slowly flowing on
untill a waterfall
will break it down

Cheerful Wizards in black cloaks
stand by me
to turn frogs in princesses

and lovely maidens with azure hair
fun for knights
and for brigands which lived
their life in other ages

but the river
is slowly flowing on
untill a waterfall
will break it down

I stand alone in the coming dawn
wiping the night rain
waking up the grass
of those lonely hills
wondering what is the good
of having so much fun
or so much wizards to play with them

while the river
is slowly flowing on
untill a waterfall
will break it down