Water filled in my pond, my very own pond
People from everywhere, come drink of my pond
Wine does ease your sorrows but only for the moment
My pond is for Eternity

By the campfire you can swallow those mistrusted words
Sleep in your heart, talking to the dreamer
Seduced and poisoned a king's mind can be
Take up his corpse, carry it down the hill

The bard told his tale of wonders and of magic
Soulless wandering towards the sun
Words which have their own tale

Be the carrier, be the soulless
Tales which were forgotten, restored
Silence will turn into gratitude
Become blessed and turn the carpet aside