Several years ago In a foreign town Far away from home I met the Count of Tuscany
A young eccentric man Bred from royal blood Took me for a ride Across the open country side
Get into my car Let's go for a drive Along the way I'll be your guide Just step inside
Maybe you recall A cannibal curator A character inspired by my brother's life
Winding through the hills The city far behind On and on we drove Down narrow streets and dusty roads
At last we came upon A picturesque estate On sprawling emerald fields An ancient world of times gone by
Let me introduce My brother A bearded gentleman Historian Sucking on his pipe Distinguished accent Making me uptight No accident
I want to stay alive Everything about this place Just doesn't feel right I I don't want to die Suddenly I'm frightened for my life
I want to say goodbye This could be the last time You see me alive I I may not survive Knew it From the moment we arrived
Would you like to see Our secret holy place? I come here late at night To pray to him by candlelight Then peering through the glass I saw with disbelief Still dressed in royal clothes The saint behind the alter
History recalls During times of war Legend has been traced Back inside these castle walls
Where soldiers came to hide In barrels filled with wine Never to escape These tombs of oak Are where they died
Down the cellar stairs I disappear Like the angel's share The end is near
Come and have a taste A rare vintage All the finest wines Improve with age
I want to stay alive Everything about this place Just doesn't feel right I I don't want to die Suddenly I'm frightened for my life
I want to say goodbye This could be the last time You see me alive I I may not survive Knew it From the moment we arrived