Through roofed valleys
between gloomy mountains
under gray clouds
in the middle of black night
on a proud horse
in black clothes
strong weapon in hand
Endless with dead trees
an eternity of cold
over stick and stone
into the shadows...
Out from the sky
out from the darkness
out of the mountain's great shadow
the castle of the dream...
then the ride stops
which lasted a lifetime
for the lord goes (Into the castle of the dreamer)

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