Songtexte Storyteller - Satelles

All these days we get together till those days we're torn apart, we mourn the loss of old friends and celebrate new starts.
These broken memories are all we have: like a storyteller sharing the times he's gone through about places that are gone, and the homes that we've built anew.
I never forget what we've done, and I don't regret a moment.
These things can't be taken.
This is what made us who we are.
I will be a storyteller till the day I die.
Now it's time to tell stories from our past, and everyone of us will remember the times we had.
To remember all the heaven and the hell, and everyone of us will remember to tell it to the rest.
Every single moment, everything we've done.
All the good old days, all the broken memories.
I will never forget those who helped me, and those who pushed me to the ground.
Days are passing by, these things get written into stone: washed by rain.
and crafted by cold.
Places gone forever, until we find new homes.
broken memories turn into new hopes, forgotten faces become new friends, and they are here to stay.
We keep telling our stories, keep telling our stories for those led astray.