The path was closed

 

LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA

The path was closed 

by a piece of wood 

and I wait for you 

for a sign to pass through 

The path was closed 

to reach the mistletoe 

I need to go on 

to bless my future 

After the passage all the paths seem so confused 

and every step a new direction I’ve to chose 

there were still several possibilities 

as it will be the life along the new year 

The path was closed 

and there was no word 

that can be told to make me sure 

That I can go on 

to find the mistletoe 

the ancient gold 

of the druids’ world 

After the passage all the paths seem so confused 

and every step a new direction I’ve to chose 

there were still several possibilities 

as it will be the life along the new year