On a moonlit land my soul slumbers
For a long time no one can wake it
Fantasize about wizards so humble
Whose tales are delightful their wonders amazing

But my dream boat lands on another shore
Everything is broken
Between the tale-teller and the arid soil
Where under the dead leaves the grounds frozen

Where are the fairies
And the eternal wonders from the tales?

Freezing night, forest of eternal dark
Like an old stranger, drifting with the dawn
These are my fleeting dreams, my distant hope
By the end of this tale my fears will have worn

Where are the calm meadows I once knew?
Those deep blue waters I swam
I yield to my fate, hunting my bitter doom
I'll leave this shore my belief will wait then

Where are the fairies
And the eternal wonders from the tales?

Freezing night, forest of eternal dark
Like an old stranger, drifting with the dawn
These are my fleeting dreams, my distant hope
By the end of this tale my fears will have worn

Freezing night, forest of eternal dark
Like an old stranger, drifting with the dawn
These are my fleeting dreams, my distant hope
By the end of this tale my fears will have worn