The long years sleeping in the island
Take to his heels
Out of the dark no light
The magic bounce of air
He rolled out from doors of stone
A rising smoke in the yard
To flee the bandits
There he had to become someone else
He must stain his shape
As an eagle his wings cut
One day in the sword I never were
The sun burned his cheeks
The moon hid his back
One day in the sword I never were
The sun burned his cheeks
The moon hid his back
The long years sleeping in the island
Take to his heels
Out of the dark no light
The magic bounce of air
He spilled out
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