1. THE DRAGON FROM THE HILL

What a musty smell
Fell my horse is slowing
As the night falls in
And the mists are growing

A village comes in sight
Hanging trees are sleeping
I am getting tired
And the coldness’s creeping

Fighting many years
I’ve stopped much disaster
I’ve been running quick
But the evil’s faster

Heroes are unwise
I’m better off by lingering
I feel I’m now too late
The tocsins soon’ll be ringing

A hundred thousand innocents
Will pay to one the Hell had sent
And he won’t stop until
They have paid the bill

The dragon from the hill
Comes down to kill
To kill the human hogweed

The dragon from the hill
Comes down to kill
Down to kill

I’ll be waiting here
What’s the use in fighting
They run into dark
There’s no place for hiding

Suddenly there’s silence
Now the beast is coming
No one will survive
There’s no sin in running

A hundred thousand innocents
Will pay to one the Hell had sent
And he won’t stop until
They have paid the bill

The dragon from the hill
Comes down to kill
To kill the human hogweed

The dragon from the hill
Comes down to kill
Down to kill...


2. STONEWAY NO. 3

Can you see that old green house
With dirty windows at its front
I have seen inside its walls
I am one who lived beyond

Here you find no working day
Nobody will ever change our uncommon way

Passing people shake their heads
And look at that curious house
This is not on their level
Here must live the devil

Can’t you see
Stoneway no. 3?

Only madmen live in here
Everybody’s got his room
We are playing in the night
Sleeping ‘till the afternoon

Everyday you hear our rock’n’roll
You can hear it at the other side of town

Passing people shake their heads
And look at that curious house
This is not on their level
Here must live the devil

Can’t you see
Stoneway no. 3?


3. THE PARADE

The fate of the land has changed
The king leads wars to come to fame
Most young men die for the king
Not knowing that it’s just a game

The eyes of the crowd can’t see
They give their children all for free
There are some who don’t agree
The one thing is the victory

Their voices grow dumb
As they see the parade
Their minds grow dumb
Their doubts will soon be faded

Now all through this century
The air is filled with factory steam
The export is growing fast
The world’s producing war machines

We’re waiting for our last fight
Some got the money – they got the rights
Arranging a new parade
But not against the other side

Our voices grow dumb
As we see the parade
Our minds grow dumb
Our doubts will soon be faded…


4. THE TREES

I walked beside a pathway
And tried to cut a tree
But I heard their leaves whisper
In a summer evening breeze

I’ve never seen a wonder
In this tremendous world
And I know that you’ll not believe
The things that I have heard…

A spruce said to an old oak
So many things you’ve told
And soon your days’ll be counted
But me – I won’t grow old

From far there cried a willow
- You’re in the forest’s shield
But I must breathe much more lead
Out here in my field! –

But then they heard a small elm
- Be quiet in your good fate
You still got resistance
For me it’s now too late! –

Way back in my hometown
I thought I had a dream
But then I heard the lament
Of the city trees

Now I’m waiting for the darkness
When the trees will call
I use my axe for people
I think I’ll cut them all…