Ocelon - Pilgrimage Тексты

Hear, my son
The things I will tell you
They're all about
Everything you can reach

The first lesson
You must to know
Is don't fear to ask
Don´t be afraid to learn

A learned man talks
A wise one, hears
You must to decide
Which do you want to be

If your words aren't
Nicer than silence
You better say nothing
Or you can start a war

Always be aware
That it is far easier
To move a river
Than the will of a man

Earth is your home
And nature your lover
Please take care of them
Or they will turn against you

Take just what
They offer to you
And don't fight for more
No one can own the world

Now, my son
You must let me go
I have seen enough things
Since long time ago

I can finally rest
And, please, don't forget
The knowledge I taught you
I'll always be there

Souls will cry
When moths fly

Fool!
Never cry a live well lived!
You're insulting my memory
If you think I wasted my life

I have gone too soon
Leaving you with so much to learn
Pain is the best master
…Even though stave

Treasure the gift
Your live gives to you
Use it wisely
Time is always sand

Friends and food
And family too
Are the most important
Pillars of peace of mind

The best advices
I can give to you
Are: Patience is a virtue
And make your own wishes true