Eyes, staring still to the void
His mind, lost through the sands of time
All the tales were true
We will go home!
Callings from the memories
Remember of the siren calls
Voices from the old times
Remember of the one you loved
There's no regret
No remorse of all lost noble privilege
Yet no peace is found till he comes back
Callings from the memories
Remember of the siren calls
Voices from the old times
Remembers of the one he loved
Poems in the hearts that
Are looking for their other half
Humming as the night falls
She's waiting for his love to come