The Dusty Shelves of Time

(Intro - Медленное, меланхоличное фортепиано) (Verse 1 - Голос мягкий, уставший, повествовательный) I've seen empires turn to rust, The swords of heroes turned to dust. I keep them here, on dusty shelves, To remind myself... we're all by ourselves. This ring once held a dying star, I wonder where its people are. (Chorus - Чуть громче, вступает мягкая гитара) I'm just a dreamer on the shores of time, Collecting echoes, lost and divine. Every trinket holds a tale of woe, Of worlds that vanished... long ago. (Verse 2) A princess came here, just a child, Her stolen memories... running wild. I gave her tea and held her hand, The only one to understand. I sold her nothing, just a smile, And watched her walk another mile. (Chorus) I'm just a dreamer on the shores of time, Collecting echoes, lost and divine. Every trinket holds a tale of woe, Of worlds that vanished... long ago. (Bridge - Только фортепиано, ещё тише и проникновеннее) And when the last of you has gone, The final sunset, the last dawn... I'll close my shop and I'll be free, To join the dust... of memory. (Final Chorus - С хором на заднем плане, но всё ещё очень лирично и грустно) I'm just a dreamer on the shores of time, Collecting echoes, lost and divine. Every trinket holds a tale of woe, Of worlds that vanished... long ago. (Outro - Затихающее фортепиано) ...Long ago...