In his secret garden
No one can see who he is
In his secret garden

Nobody can hurt him at this place

Someday he had lost it

The look for the essence and the truth
He close the door to his flowering garden
Many dreams were buried at this secret place


In his secret garden
No one can see who he is

In his secret garden
Nobody can hurt him in this place
In his secret garden

There is no one he need
There is nobody who missed him
There is no one he need

There is nobody who missed him

Sometimes when he looked out of the window he thought, to be able to see it again

But colours faded too fast
Everything was an illusion, nothing comparable
To this he was longing to


Many years he crossed the lands to find what he was looking for
Till he realized that he always had it, that he always had it

A feeling of sadness filled him so he decided
To go back to the beginnings


He seemed to have forgotten his way back
It was much easier to turn around and go away
Is it useless looking for the things

We turn our back on

He was afraid of finding anything mummified

Inanimate and dead
Anyway he went on searching
But when he couldn't believe it any longer

He saw the way he knew
An old garden gate, he smiled, an went in


There's the one
The one can see who he is
There's the one how can hurt him in this place

There's the one
He ever need
There's the one

He had ever missed