The violets are becoming dim

 

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The violets are becoming dim 

over the sacred hill 

like me, in the past I’ve been 

so many more things 

 

I have been a singer, I have been a writer, I have been a dreamer 

now I am almost nothing 

 

The violets are becoming dim 

Is this a sign of destiny? 

In this era of wretched feelings 

everything is faded and weak 

 

I have been much stronger, I have been a lover, I have been a wizard 

now I am almost nothing 

 

Over this hill I have discovered 

for the first time the Celtic flame 

it is impalpable but so strong 

that I have still it in my head 

 

After all these years, after all these years, after all these years 

 

The violets are becoming dim 

and the world is changing it’s clear 

I’m still trying to protect the 

little beauty inside to me 

 

I can touch it sometimes, in those special places, like this one I dwell in 

before all becomes nothing 

 

Over this hill I have discovered 

for the first time the Celtic flame 

it is impalpable but so strong 

that I have still it in my head 

 

After all these years, after all these years, after all these years 

 

 

21st February