For seven years I dwelt in the loose palace of exile Playing strange games with the girls of the island Now I have come again to the land of the fair And the stong and the wise
Brothers and sisters of the pale forest Children of night Who among you will run with the hunt
Now night arrives with her purple legion Retire now to your tents and your dreams Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth I want to be ready Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
