Elvenking - White Willow Lyrics
At night I heard the owls say :"Find the truth beneath the starsYou'll have to travel back to heaths of green......The entrance to the oak woods will be revealed to youA king will tell you to ride until..."[Bridge:]... the leaves on the trees from black colour turn to greenThere to find the oak woods I seek, where the old oaks still speakAt night I heard the old king say:"To find your journey through the darkYou'll have to travel on a field of green"Through time dark landscapes leave their place to grasslands of joyBestowed to ancient oak woods here I ...[Bridge2:]... stand astonished by green, light of power covers meTo understand the nature of man I have now to speak with the trees.In my life I always prayed the ancients acting with pure honestyThis is time to face the truth so here I goRunning through the woods I question every plant and every treeSearching for the answer that was promised to meThen the full moon comes out and the wind whispers in my ear :"Ask for White Willow near the Silver Lake"...[Chorus:]-The fire in my heart was burning like the flames of ancient timesWhite Willow with his knowledge opened up my eyes-The vision of the world I had before was based on thousand liesWhite Willow taught me how to live my life with truthAnd there it stands the only White Willow treeHe embraced me and he told me to gaze at the stars!The wise old tree twice spoke to me and he said :"Bring truth to the ones that you trustAnd make them believe that I still exist"So he closed his eyes and I traveled back homeBack to my world, home I return :And the birds cry out "The old king has died"With tears in my eyes I follow my heritage :Now I am to be new Elvenking![Chorus2:]-Green power light was flowing down my eyes likewaters from the fallsWhite Willow filled my heart with lore I now recall (lore I now recall!)-The black horizons once I saw now turn to white as I pass byAnd now I know why man can't bear to know the nature of the truth[End:][Narrator:] and there it stands, the only white willow treewith golden leaves and a sweet old voiceHe embraced me, hard as rockand he told me, gaze at the starsIn the light I still see, the only willow treeI'm living on, the dream he shared with meSometimes I can still see, the good old speaking treeHis voice like ambrosia's flowing deep in me
