Il giardino del mago

As a kid, I used to ride
that horse with my head down
I galloped without making a sound
wooden hooves flying over flowers
not ruining the colors.
They're singing at my funeral
those who mourn me might not know
that for years I searched for myself
and step by step with thorns in my feet
so damn tired.
I've arrived in the wizard's garden
where behind every branch, there are crucifixes
representing mankind's ideals.
Big ideas aging in the wizard's garden
I'm hanging from a branch inside a painting that dances
under a nail in the air
I need human affection more than you do.
And time goes, time goes by
and time goes, time goes by and on
And what are you doing, what are you doing, you
and what are you doing, what are you doing, what?
I've ended up down here
but come away, come away, come away!
I can't go back, I'll stay
if you stay, if you stay, what will you do?
Every creature in the wizard's garden
lives all its time inside a hollow tree
Some laugh, some moan
some ride butterflies
some know the future
some command the stars like a king
command the stars, command the stars,
command the stars, command the stars,
but who commands themselves...
How strange the sun is today
it doesn't darken, who knows why
maybe evening won't come
to kill me again
it has only shown mercy now
For the sake of my wandering mind
the day will wait
it will pause a bit longer for me
I already see glass leaves
trees and gnomes chasing each other
flower cakes and around me
light swans dance
what's the point of reality then?
With my hair loose in the wind
I direct time
my time
there in spaces where death has no dominion
where love crosses boundaries
and the servant dances with the king
crown without vanity
eternal is the road that goes.