My longing heart
Is filled with lights

With lost bells
With silver spires and stars
And I will wander very far

Farther than those hills
Farther than the moon
To beg the Lord

"Grant me the Golden Bough"
To give back the soul I had
When I was a child

Ripened with legends
With a blossom crown
And a wooden sword

And thousand dreams
Still to be dreamt