Текст (слова) песни «Four Cities Of The World»

For how many years did ye not prosper and
bath in delight, ye four cities of unbound richness?
Being at unbroken peace amongst yerselves, ye all grew great and mighty.
Mighty in an era of no war nor stride..
How sour and unappealing
The roads between you, roads crossing the world as you knew it, were peaceful roads..How many a delightful journey across those seemingly endless roads did not yer pilgrims undertake?
To worship your now destroyed gods
To teach the four cities the wisdom and the power of the gods you worshipped..

Ah! Those cool pools within your cities..Allways filled with crystal clear water, as if it was enchanted by some wondrous spell..How many enlightening baths did ye not enjoy ere the end, people of the golden cities? How many times did ye not leave yer heart's burdens in those pools, people of the golden cities?


Did ye often enough behold the golden spires of yer kings' palaces?
And did ye often enough wonder at the cities walls and it's gargoyle's ruby eyes?

Did ye ever wonder at the pictures at the cities walls..The old pictures engraved in the very walls of marbled stone.. Could it be your gods and their myths you saw..

Ah! Ye children of the age of illusion..Ye lived in such gladness..
Never sensing the aproaching shadow of the future..Never sensed ye it's chilling breath.

Ah! Always shoneth the light in yer eyes as it shone forth from every jewel and gem in your cities..The light of the four cities of the world..