Текст песни The Wanderer (Live) - Elvenking

A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I′ve always been
I am leaving again, one last time?
Laid on the pale scythe of the Moon
I play with stars around me
The elvendom is now calling out my name
My fairy and I are wandering through times
And stories forgotten, some old fairytales
Of wizards of Oz, of lost keys and gardens
Hiding secret doors that lead to a dream
For those who believe always a door to get in
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I've always been
I am leaving again, one last time?
In my little kingdom I can be what I really wanted to be
The wanderer
I′m hearing scratches at my door
Somebody wants me again
Some little creatures will be fellows tonight
My demon and I are playing some wicked games I should not play
Not fair to be played
Don't tell anyone the place where I'm going
′Cause they won′t believe
This time I don't know if I′ll ever return
Goodbye for me, to my home
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I've always been
I am leaving again, one last time?
In my little kingdom I can be what I really wanted to be
The wanderer
A slight call afar is tempting me
Like a whisper sweet or an awful scream
I cannot ignore what I′ve always been
I am leaving again, one last time?
In my little kingdom I can be what I really wanted to be
The wanderer
The wanderer