No monsters, no devils Magic creatures Neither wizards, neither heroes Only a man Walking every day the same way Familiar place Towards the same destination Oh man where your will is gone? Not an answers, not even a sigh Just looking down The dry cold concrete road avoiding the crowd But something is still burning in the heart of him A melody continuously ringing in his ears Oh Then suddenlyas though he had remembered something Pulling off all the clothes he was accustomed to wearing "Bring me the sword, the heavy shield The magic rod, then to field! The time is come The time to start again a new Tale" "Don't worry, let's go"