Ancient pages tell tales from long ago hope and bravery, devotion and love
Here I sit and dream of the future Will they write about me as well? I too wish to be recreated and loved, long after my death
A single drop in the lake of time may reach the shores of our descendants
On ships made of parchment and ink I will sail back to those times
Ancient pages tell tales from long ago My hands linger over the ancient words but offer nothing in return
[Latin]
Antiquae paginae narrant fabulas de antiquis temporibus Spei et virtutis, devotionis et amoris Hic ego sedeo et somnio de futuris Nonne scribent de me etiam Ego etiam cupio recreari et amari diu post mortem meam Sola gutula in lacu temporis perveniat litora nostrorum progeniorum In navibus factis de chartaque atramento Ego iterum navigabo ad illa tempora Antiquae paginae narrant fabulas de antiquis temporibus Mea manus moratur super antiquos versus tamen nihil reddit