Memories - Athena

Wet drops;

woke up the little man

His eyes see a magic garden

Day by day the heaven

Seems to be without end

Beautiful leaves fall in eden

So he tries to climb hits walls…

Ice fields and glass forests

Lie down under the horizon

Moving ground far from the sky

(moving ground far from the sky)

Winds blow dust of thousands centuries

Remind memories of life

The old valley echoes with far voices

Living warm shelters of dreams