Celtic Lands
(Menario-Capelli)
from the album "The Eternal Soul"

 

Grows the mist from Gougane Barra
My steps are silent, my heart is heavy
Water like a mirror of a restless sky
Kings and knights, have passed from here
Dirty and savage, noble and brave.

Where is the dust
That was theirs bones?
Where are the voices
Lost and gone?
Scholars and saints
Have walked here
Searching for peace
Between the wind and rain.

Where is the memory
Of their lonely thoughs?
Where is the book
That noone ever wrote?
No one remembers the names anymore
No one can read the stones.

They just lay
Dreaming of the sun
Keeping poor memories
Of hunger and pain.

Water like a mirror of a restless sky
Wind murmuring of forgotten days

An old woman
Used to bring the flowers
But now she's gone
Somewhere in the rain and now,
The little graveyard
Enjoys the deepest peace

But for the rabbits
That jump between the trees
This is the country
Where grass is always green
When the rocks and men are
shaped by wind and waves.

Sitting on the cliff
You will feel the pain
Standing like the stones
Between wind and rain.

Water like a mirror of a restless sky
Wind murmuring of forgotten days.

 

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