Palomides Songtext
von Washington Irving

Back home I′ve been wondering
Will I ever see your face again?
The cold light dies in Palamid's eyes at the sound of a questing beat
At the sound of a questing beat

Then I thought I saw you
Lying there on your side
Singing old rhymes of long forgotten times
Waiting for your lover′s return
And the end of his sorrowful sojourn


Is your life worth so little to you
That you'd die like this?
Take one last look at the path you took
And turn your head from the grave

Lover lead me to the sea
But I know now that it's chasing me
And I wonder if I′ll ever be free

But her skin was ivory white
And her hair black as the beasts of the night
And I know
I know that this feels right