Текст песни: Danse Macabre - Dust Of Centuries



Lyrics: Gunther Theys / Music: Jan Yrlund



"My life seems a constant quest for historical knowledge. I have

travelled the

continents in search for remains of ancient / medieval civilisations.

My eyes

finally witnessed the beauty I learned through historical works during my

childhood. As far as I am concerned, true happiness can be achieved while

dwelling through what is left of these empires buried by time and dust. The

ultimate voyage unfortunately I will never experience : a travel

back in time.

Everyone is a child of his /her own time but still this does

not prevent me from

dreaming..."



Like a forgotten paradise

As if refused by father time

My land can be found

Under a clouded grey sky



Walking the eternal landscapes

As painted by our Flemish masters

I hear the music

Created centuries ago



I listen to the northwind

Losing myself in childlike dreams

Watch the eternal rivers flow, they flow



Maybe they understand

My already lost quest



For no one can travel

Travel back in time

For no one can travel

Travel back in time

Like a forgotten paradise

A dream of perfect bliss

Dust of centuries



Yet I can touch the cities

Build by my forefathers



Yet I see the banners

Of long forgotten pride

And watch the eternal rivers flow



Like a forgotten paradise

As if refused by father time

My land can be found

Under a clouded grey sky



Walking the eternal landscapes

As painted by our masters

I hear the music

Created centuries ago



I want to see a bright blue sky

Or feel the rain of our darkest clouds

Want to smell flowers now long withered

Witness the people now long buried

Wish to dwell in places forever lost

Castles buried by time time and dust

Hold a bride so pale and pure

Hear the stories of friends

I never knew



Lost in time

Lost in time



Yet I can touch the cities

Build by my forefathers

Yet I see the banners

Of long forgotten pride



Walking the eternal Landscapes

As painted by our masters

I hear the music

Created centuries ago



Lost in time

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Lyrics: Gunther Theys / Music: Jan Yrlund



"My life seems a constant quest for historical knowledge. I have

travelled the

continents in search for remains of ancient / medieval civilisations.

My eyes

finally witnessed the beauty I learned through historical works during my

childhood. As far as I am concerned, true happiness can be achieved while

dwelling through what is left of these empires buried by time and dust. The

ultimate voyage unfortunately I will never experience : a travel

back in time.

Everyone is a child of his /her own time but still this does

not prevent me from

dreaming..."



Like a forgotten paradise

As if refused by father time

My land can be found

Under a clouded grey sky



Walking the eternal landscapes

As painted by our Flemish masters

I hear the music

Created centuries ago



I listen to the northwind

Losing myself in childlike dreams

Watch the eternal rivers flow, they flow



Maybe they understand

My already lost quest



For no one can travel

Travel back in time

For no one can travel

Travel back in time

Like a forgotten paradise

A dream of perfect bliss

Dust of centuries



Yet I can touch the cities

Build by my forefathers



Yet I see the banners

Of long forgotten pride

And watch the eternal rivers flow



Like a forgotten paradise

As if refused by father time

My land can be found

Under a clouded grey sky



Walking the eternal landscapes

As painted by our masters

I hear the music

Created centuries ago



I want to see a bright blue sky

Or feel the rain of our darkest clouds

Want to smell flowers now long withered

Witness the people now long buried

Wish to dwell in places forever lost

Castles buried by time time and dust

Hold a bride so pale and pure

Hear the stories of friends

I never knew



Lost in time

Lost in time



Yet I can touch the cities

Build by my forefathers

Yet I see the banners

Of long forgotten pride



Walking the eternal Landscapes

As painted by our masters

I hear the music

Created centuries ago



Lost in time

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