TERRA CRISIUM: 06 Where The Poplars Have Grown

Long time ago

I had a dream.

I felt my spirit free.

There was a stone

close to the hill,

where griffins had never seen the fog.

Millions of birds

shaking the sky.

Scarecrows who once learnt to fight.

There was a maid

sliding on ice,

Praying to the Goddess of Time and Youth.

I heard the wind blew.

I saw the corn fields,

and a friendly eagle spreading its wings, waiting for me.

Don’t wake me up

till the sun steals the night

then I will walk

looking for a new end.

Don’t wake me up

till the sun steals the night.

Nobody knows

where the poplars have grown.

Sparkles were playing

under a tree

turtles had gone to the sea.

Finally I found

the keys of a chest

now I think that’s the place where my heart rests.

How many words I’ve spent.

How many skies I’ve ignored.

if I could read the core of my notes, only once again.

Don't wake me up...

TERRA CRISIUM