Way down by the sea, near the whispering spray,
each mountain one time was a Drakon.
There’s never a motion as silent they lay,
but one day they’ll go and awaken.
Of days they are dreaming, a long time gone by,
of freedom and beauty and fire.
They used to be Lords of the heavens so high,
their dreams now may fly even higher.
They dream by the sound of waves kissing the beach,
of dragons no longer afraid.
When fire did reign, there was no need for speech,
and their power of thought still is great.
The day now has come that time moves too fast,
that we have to leave like the Drakon.
We are history now, since our future is past –
But one day we’ll go and awaken.
A song written for my novel »Eine Flöte aus Eis« (»The Ice Flute«):
We’ll meet the same dragons again in »The Wakening«.
The German version of this song is »Der Drachen Ruh«
The song with chords as a PDF
The song in Chordpro format
English lyrics © 1999 and tune © 1997 by Thesilée… Weiterlesen
Memories of laying down, but no memories of sleep.
In my memories I drown, but awake I cannot keep.
O my eyes I cannot open, I can’t even move my head.
To fly freely, I’m but hopin’
and my flame … and my flame … and my flame … and my flame…
I am not dead!
What’s these mountains that surround me? When I lay, there was but grass.
Brothers, sisters all around me turned to stone as time did pass,
When the moments turned to hours and millennia went by
And we lay as silent towers
And we slept … and we slept … and we slept … and we slept…
We did not die!
Fire burn – do not wither, flame!
Ages turn – won’t you call my name?
Breath – don’t leave me alone
I do not wish to turn to stone
Where’s the flame I held so dearly? Where’s the spark that was my soul?
O if only I’d see clearly, but I feel I am not whole.
There’s remembrances of fire and some heat I cannot hold
while I flew so high an higher
in my dreams … in my dreams … in my dreams … in my dreams …
My world’s grown old!… Weiterlesen
Three elves set out a-hunting, a dragon they would kill
who dwelt within a tower upon a barren hill.
There was bold Lady Jennifer, there was Lord Darrien fair,
and there was Lord Adimas, dark his heart and red his hair.
Now when they reached the tower, they found there was no gate,
nor any holes or windows to seal the dragon’s fate.
They could have burnt the tower down, but that was not the game:
They had not come to free the land, but for the gain of fame.
O I will kill the dragon, slay the beast all on my own.
So I will be a hero, and I will gain the crown.
Now if you kill the dragon, one day you’ll mount the throne –
but if you kill your very heart, you will be all alone.
Then right out of thin air three wingéd spirits did appear.
And one of them asked: »Darrien, what truly gives you fear?«
And one of them asked: »Jennifer, what is your weakest part?«
The third asked: »Lord Adimas, pray who dwells within your heart?«
»O I’m afraid of thunder«, Lord Darrien would admit.
»I can’t resist temptation«, and Jenny winced a bit.… Weiterlesen
Dort unten am Meer, wo die Gischt leise singt,
da waren die Berge einst Drachen.
Nun schlafen sie still, und kein Atemzug klingt,
doch werden sie einmal erwachen.
Sie träumen von Zeiten, die lange vorbei,
von Tagen voll lodernder Flammen.
Einst lebten sie einzeln, so mächtig und frei.
Nun liegen sie alle beisammen.
Sie hören die Lieder der Flut dort am Strand,
doch meiden die Wasser sie weit.
Dereinst hat ihr Feuer den Himmel verbrannt,
zu Ende ging längst ihre Zeit.
Und nun kommt der Tag, wo auch wir müssen gehn,
wie vor uns die Hohen und Drachen.
Wir wollen die kommende Zukunft nicht sehn –
doch werden wir einmal erwachen.
A song written for my novel »Eine Flöte aus Eis« (»The Ice Flute«):
We’ll meet the same dragons again in »The Wakening«.
The Englisch Version of this song is »The Dragons’ Repose«
The song with chords as a PDF
The song in Chordpro format
Lyrics and tune © 1997 by Thesilée… Weiterlesen
