Standing alone through this marvellous road painted by the stars Misterious green, keeps all the secrets we have lost before Suddenly comes an old strange little man that take my hands Inviting me to get into his world and offering me a drink... o yeah
(Crowned with pleasures the beauty appears)
Tunes and chords, many flutes and drums - I can hear them But I can see how far the dance stands... And the trees sang it too loud:
Come young man - join in this dance Maybe it can be your real last chance
Where are they now? Scarlet tunes dancing before my eyes Whispering in my ears they carry on the never ending lines
Beyond the red light I still see the round dance Like a warning that always repeats: And the trees sang it too loud:
Come young man- Join in this dance Maybe it can be your real last chance
