Besedila: Heart. Little Queen. Dream Of The Archer.

Wayfarin' warrior soul
Still wild, the archer stands
Arrow measured to the goal
Sing of strong and living man

In his mind there is a vision
Of wand'rin' through the forest town
Tellin' of riches only given
If through the woods the way is found

Cryin', "Beautiful dancers
Wake up from your sleep
Ah, gentle romancers
Drink of love's so sweet"

Treasure glowin' in their eyes
The forest deepens dark their dream
"Keep to the pathway", he advise
"For the woods are more than they might seem"

I'll heed you now the apparition
Bendin' never ending sounds
Callin' you into her mystery
Are your eyes not sparklin' now?

Sighin', take you no warnin'
Make no foolish fight
Ahh, think not of morning
lie here through the night

Beauty take us, they call in my arms
They hear her say, is the silken web falls
Mist illusion rips away

"Helpless, helpless" now they screamin'
Helpless on the path he stands
And awakens, awakens from his dream
Singin' string beneath his hand

Gentle archer ages old
Release the aim free the goal
Roll your arrow to my soul
Release the aim, free the goal