The story behind the painting I drew is already told No more tearstains on the pages of my diary Tired but unable to give up since I'm Responsible for the lives I saved
The play is done The curtain's down
All the tales are told All the orchids gone Lost in my own world Now I care for dead gardens
\"Where are the wolves, the underwater moon The elvenpath, the haven of youth Lagoons of the starlit sea
Have I felt enough for one man's deed? Or is it time to challenge the Ancient of Days And let the virgin conceive\"
All the tales are told All the orchids gone
All the tales are told All the orchids gone Lost in my own world Now I care for dead gardens