Neuschwanstein piosenki

Standing on the oldest tower, and the cold wind of past touches you. Laughter through the centuries, followed by memories of countless wars. You hear black knights ride through darkness, the clashing of the swords. The Duchesse of Kirkaldy sings a song for...

Beyond the mountain, a wanderer spent the night. Many times, he tried to penetrate the dark with his eyes. But a wall of trees and thickets increased his fear. No bugle's clear call, but magical sounds. Darkness revived now the past in a nighty dance....

I've got a feeling, you like gewgaw more than me. And so I'm gloating, that they laugh about you. The golden glimmer in your hair gives a scarecrow-airs. A coloured scarecrow from the next century. I'm not astonished at your face. Do you hear? There's no...

Brightly, sunlight's wrapping up the isle, we've found so far away somewhere. Columns rise in the sky, recalling glorious ages. protected by the sea. It seems we start to disarrange... Mountain has a grudge against intruders. We feel a touch of fear. A tr...

Jack, the hobbling loafer, was the dreamer of the town. His nightly dreams in his vine-yard home nerver let him down. He wrote them in a dusty book and painted foolish shapes beside. Then he walked into the town in the sunshine bright. "Loafer Jack", the...

Midsummer day, the heat dries up the land. The dusty way home seems to never end My bag's full feels like burning sand, No clear thoughts in my head and I dream A fountain flowing 'round my feet Tormented on my way. A sidewalk sidelong I'll near the str...