Once there was a boy back in time of the heathens Day after day he just dreaming things that would make him weaker His father could not make him see, that there is than dreams But he wouldn't listen to the words of father, 'cause he's a little dreamer
Along quest for solitude A wise man came and told him to follow the stars
He ran to the forest with whirlwinds by his He's lost in this world of lies Take him back where rivers flow upwards He is the one lives under a moonless sky looking for time Take him back where stars are shining
Far in the lands of icetop far on the other side pictures are appearing so serenely into my mind Far in the lands of meadows of fire deep in forgotten life memories are drifting so silently from light
Along his of misery A wise man came and told him to follow... the stars Little Dreamer...