The Ancient Lord

Marco R.Capelli

My little lady, in your dark eyes
There is the key,
But I've been around too long
To still be able to see.

Soon the night will take back another day,
Where is my time running away?

I had a cloak
The day I came here.
It wasn't a great thing,
old, worn and dirty too.

But full of memories, yes,
And lots of dreams.
It just got lost a day in Spring,
It simply vanished in the morning mist.

I had a crown
The day I came here,
I had power and glory
If I am not wrong

Soon the night will take back another day,
Where is my time running away?

I wonder how many things
I've lost in these years.
Forgotten, abandoned, betrayed,
Or simply left behind.

Springs, Summers, nights and days,
Give me back another chance, I would love to waste it too.

My little lady, in your dark eyes
There is the key,
But I've been around too long
To still be able to see.

Martiria