Yet the grass is not so faded
And the clouds are yet so white
But the ground it slowly closes its eyes
Soon it will go out like a light
By this time I take a look around
Once again I see my memories
The river flows
Shows the way I will go
Maybe I’ll return
But I don’t know when
Mother is saying farewell to one of her sons
She’s been holding him tight in her arms
For so long…
My old dreams, memories, all the years
I’m gonna just have to leave
My old dreams, memories, all the years
In the city of stone
At the bank the boat is waiting
So I turn away from past
I’ve never loved this pale land so much
But I must slip out from this grasp
I sail away, a trail of blood behind
Is it mine or does the city die?
Time’s standing still
As if waiting for me
Maybe I’ll return
But I don’t know when
Mother is saying farewell to one of her sons
She’s been holding him tight in her arms
For so long…
My old dreams, memories, all the years
I’m gonna just have to leave
My old dreams, memories, all the years
In the city of stone
My old dreams in the stone
Memories in the stone
All the years in the stone
See the end of my roam
When I’m sailing back home
Some day I will revive the city of stone
My old dreams, memories, all the years
I’m gonna just have to leave
My old dreams, memories, all the years
In the city of stone
