Ages Past, Ages Hence [German translation]

Ancient castles on climbing cliffs

summoned by the sea.

Windswept shores and crashing waves,

rages furiously.

Twisting trees old and true

stand huddled watchingly.

Oh, ages past, ages hence,

pages turned carefully.

Ages past, ages hence,

pages turned carefully.

What pagan smile has touched your lips?

What melody so sweet

soothed your breast, your beating heart?

The underworld gone to sleep.

Twisting trees old and true

stand huddled watchingly.

Oh, ages past, ages hence,

pages turned carefully.

Ages past, ages hence,

pages turned carefully.

Into the clutches of night

I can see the torch lights shine bright.

The gates are drawn.

The hounds sit still.

There's laughter that bubbles within.

Down bend the trees quietly witnessing

man's journey into himself.

Ever turning, ever churning,

clutching the waves of his wealth.

Yearning a thirst never quenched.

Tumble the thoughts

until they lie like petals on the ground

gathered by winds stretched through the tree

like a whispering sigh.

Ancient castles on climbing cliffs

summoned by the sea.

Windswept shores and crashing waves

rages furiously.

Twisting trees old and true

stand huddled watchingly.

Oh, ages past, ages hence,

pages turned carefully.

Ages past, ages hence,

pages turned carefully.

Ages past, ages hence,

pages turned carefully.

Ages past, ages hence,

pages turned carefully.