The Night I Left

Too soon it came I had to leave my land

my mystic woods, the hills and the fields

I had to leave my beloved one

couldn't ride to the forest again

My dream I'll come to you

someday in these years

with the wind I will come

when you gave up to cry

My dear here I swear

I'll appear in the night

no one will see me come

in the weakest moonlight

Last night I saw the silver moon

sleeping in a amber coloured sky

I craved but knew I had to leave

when I glanced I swore by my tears

When I rode noone saw me crying

for a dream I always should live

in thoughts I am

and with every single step

a thought soon becomes a tear

My dream I'll come to you...