I long for a song of long-forsaken home
Through the dream of a pale sunrise
Where last autumn day dies
I caress a song for a moment long lost
Lullaby for a dawn of hope
Silent wound in the heart of love
Unseen yet so deep
Flowing still through the cover of sleep
I dream of adventures and sweet magic ride
We flow over the woods and mountains high
Drifting over the dales and mirrors of lakes
Swimming in the dreamy-blue sky
On the eagles we fly
Through the dream of a pale sunrise
Where last autumn day dies