Valley Of The Dragon

The night is following my trip Fantastic and spellbound Among the thousand Creatures of the wind Stately wings have been spread In the search of the lost liberty They go toward the horizon Toward a world that doesn't belong to them In the darkness the soul trembles Dead eyes cannot see And it will ever know the truth Lost place in the dark I feel cold in the soul When all keeps silent It's the time of the fables Other horizons attend them To cradle the dream