作曲 : Weinerhall | |
I travel over high mountains | |
through deep valleys and forests | |
Crossing great rivers | |
in search of knowledge of the gods | |
from far beyond place and time | |
I hear a whispering wind, | |
it tells me to strive on | |
through the horizon of my thoughts | |
I am the mindtraveller | |
my quest is man's destiny | |
Teach me secret holy spells | |
and the wisdom of the elderly | |
Gazing into my mind | |
entering my soul. | |
Is there not a secret to unfold. | |
(Here I have advices to be told) | |
I am the mindtraveller | |
seeking wisdom of yore | |
I am the mindexplorer | |
striving to know so much more | |
Spirits of history fill my soul | |
with divine old words | |
I am on the right track | |
out of the haze I'll emerge | |
I reach unknown corners | |
in the back of my mind | |
Never been here before | |
still I recognise it all. | |
I hear the whispering voices | |
clearly all around me, | |
echoing in the valley | |
where magic intellect dwells | |
Finally I can see the blind | |
not knowing why they exists, | |
I hear laments of nature, | |
where led the path we missed? |
zuo qu : Weinerhall | |
I travel over high mountains | |
through deep valleys and forests | |
Crossing great rivers | |
in search of knowledge of the gods | |
from far beyond place and time | |
I hear a whispering wind, | |
it tells me to strive on | |
through the horizon of my thoughts | |
I am the mindtraveller | |
my quest is man' s destiny | |
Teach me secret holy spells | |
and the wisdom of the elderly | |
Gazing into my mind | |
entering my soul. | |
Is there not a secret to unfold. | |
Here I have advices to be told | |
I am the mindtraveller | |
seeking wisdom of yore | |
I am the mindexplorer | |
striving to know so much more | |
Spirits of history fill my soul | |
with divine old words | |
I am on the right track | |
out of the haze I' ll emerge | |
I reach unknown corners | |
in the back of my mind | |
Never been here before | |
still I recognise it all. | |
I hear the whispering voices | |
clearly all around me, | |
echoing in the valley | |
where magic intellect dwells | |
Finally I can see the blind | |
not knowing why they exists, | |
I hear laments of nature, | |
where led the path we missed? |
zuò qǔ : Weinerhall | |
I travel over high mountains | |
through deep valleys and forests | |
Crossing great rivers | |
in search of knowledge of the gods | |
from far beyond place and time | |
I hear a whispering wind, | |
it tells me to strive on | |
through the horizon of my thoughts | |
I am the mindtraveller | |
my quest is man' s destiny | |
Teach me secret holy spells | |
and the wisdom of the elderly | |
Gazing into my mind | |
entering my soul. | |
Is there not a secret to unfold. | |
Here I have advices to be told | |
I am the mindtraveller | |
seeking wisdom of yore | |
I am the mindexplorer | |
striving to know so much more | |
Spirits of history fill my soul | |
with divine old words | |
I am on the right track | |
out of the haze I' ll emerge | |
I reach unknown corners | |
in the back of my mind | |
Never been here before | |
still I recognise it all. | |
I hear the whispering voices | |
clearly all around me, | |
echoing in the valley | |
where magic intellect dwells | |
Finally I can see the blind | |
not knowing why they exists, | |
I hear laments of nature, | |
where led the path we missed? |