And I can call me
The rest of my own
All the glory
I’ve lost along the road
The prayers in the morning
Are everyday less strong
The rituals are now stories
I tell on afternoon
I love the sound
Of the words “my house”
But I have doubts
That is only a bound
I knew but I’ve forgotten
The only home’s inside
I’ve lost myself so often
That I have no more time
But don’t forget oh I can be so different
From all the other human beings around me
Because I’ve understood just for a while
The power of the true Celtic twilight
What else to say near this old west river
The waters ask me questions I can answer to
Because I’ve understood just for a while
The power of the true Celtic twilight
On this hill I think
Never is really changed
When I am here
The feeling is the same
No matter all the failures
That marked my childish hands
I have always the treasure
Hidden into this land
But don’t forget oh I can be so different
From all the other human beings around me
Because I’ve understood just for a while
The power of the true Celtic twilight
What else to say near this old west river
The waters ask me questions I can answer to
Because I’ve understood just for a while
The power of the true Celtic twilight