They say the noonday sun burned a brilliant gold On crystal palaces towering high They sing of empires dancing for their queens of old Whose soldier-scholars conquered the sky
All I see is the ember of a dying sun All I know are the ruined mounds of the dead All I hear are the strains of songs no longer sung All I dream are words in books that can't be read
Now when I cast my mind back to early days A distant time not so long ago All life seemed lit by warmer and brighter rays And greater deeds were done in their amber glow
All I see is the ember of a dying sun All I know are these ruined mounds of the dead All I hear are the strains of songs no longer sung All I dream are words in books that can't be read
Worn away, as by the raindrops carving a canyon Grain by grain, all our works are borne to the sea Stars will fade, and the days dissolve into darkness Cold and grey, nothing left to do or be
One debt we pay Everyone, the same: the price of birth
Though I will die in the dark I lived, the last of my kind On a sunlit earth
All I dream is the dying sun All I hear... All I know... All I see... All I feel is the cold, dead sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
