King of the Country Lyrics

Bells sail through my dreams Where they find their solemn hymns How sweet to watch the night open its eyes I’m the King of a rainy country Rich but powerless Young, yet feeling wintry No longer flattered by the obsequious bow I’m the King of a country Young, yet feeling wintry No longer flattered by the bow I used to hope that life could bring me peace Could lull asleep my deeply gnawing mind I was a fool: the senses clear with time I used to love to cure my old disease Lovе led me to a thick of enmitiеs I used to hope that life could bring me peace I was a fool: the senses clear with time A church bell grieves, a log in the fireplace smokes And hums falsetto to the clock’s catarrh My head on my hands, I watch from my lofty home Spring, Summer, Autumn, and then, with Winter’s monotone of snow I close my shutters - a time to be alone Summer days gone, taking stock of the misty dawn (fall in the well of dreams - wander through aimlessly) I dream my way into treacherous labyrinths Nothing can draw me away from this neverland (a world of kisses sweet - birds singing merrily) Sun rises in my heart, warming my aching soul Summer days gone, taking stock of the misty dawn (fall in the well of dreams - wander through aimlessly) I dream my way into treacherous labyrinths Nothing can draw me away from this neverland