The Mask felt a new kind of pride
Opening up against all his doubts
A brand - new moon was to shine
Onto his new galaxy on his mind
So the Mask talked to the trees
And the leaves answered him:
" You'll surely need that pride
later on"
So the Mask took a talk to the trees
And the leaves answered him:
" You'll surely need your pride
later on"
The grocer recognised him
And said " Master what's mine -
That is yours"
The saddler did invite him
For a break - for a meal - for a night
" My daughter" he said
"will comfort you"
if you my Lord want it -...
with your kind permission
Cover your face beyond your hood
Hide your leg that's made of wood
The gamblers steel their presence
To please their king with absence
The Mask refused to stay
Knowing there will come a day
For feasting and for laughter -
- more honestly hereafter
There was a humming in the treetops
Like a rumour on the air
Air -play - cling to the moment
A weary mind and its defeat
There was a humming in the treetops
Like a rumour on the air
Worn out scares
Tearing themselves up into rage
So the Mask talked to the trees
And the leaves answered him:
" You'll surely need that pride
later on"
So the Mask took a talk to the trees
And the leaves answered him:
" You'll surely need your pride
later on"