I’ve been hovering near the border drawn by Memory and Sound Ever near the Dreaming, calling Elfland: Alam Al-Mithal, Alam Al-Mithal, the Wind and Tallow
Like a child with a treasure but no age nor wisdom to protect it – Rare as coral it was stolen, painted like a clown, abused and broken
Now I hear and I obey! (the fear is at bay, the fear is at bay) For I catch the glimpses fey! (be not afraid, they say be not afraid) I’ll prepare to make my way! (the past is away, the past is away) Oh those hills have called me long and I must answer….
Never far from the border, though the Realms are ebbing, still they hold me – Alam Al-Mithal, Alam Al-Mithal, the Dream is overTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
