Songtexte Song of Reminiscence - Days of August

The evening comes upon the gleeful ones,
The wretched ones,
And the wicked ones
Someone told me what they fear the most,
Was the Irish coast
And the holy ghost

All the mighty kings come tumbling down
To the sound of righteous horns
We will stand along and reminisce
What it used to be
What we used to be

The morning comes to
The humble man,
The faithful man,
The Son of man
Just before the dusk, the sun will shine
For one last time,
My valentine

All the mighty kings come tumbling down
To the sound of righteous horns
We will stand along and reminisce
What it used to be
What we used to be

All the mighty kings come tumbling down
To the sound of righteous horns
We will stand along and reminisce
What it used to be
What we used to be
What it used to be
What we used to be