As creeps the night and whispers come Remeber I the days
When I was young and held the bow, When I could music play.
The days that passed, the days of dreams - all now is wept away...
And only sights of distant shores may now console the pain.
I dream of days when world was young and song beneath the stars
Could just be heard, could be the one that takes us from the night.
The darkness captured me and I could never have escaped,
I wandered in the distant lands without any hope...
I wandered till awakened came - came back - fulfil the oath
The oath I swore beneath the trees to hunt down all what harms
What harms the tress and springs in woods, what harms the lovely song,
All evil hunt down till the word be once again reborn...
