Varázslatos, fehér kõ
Omega
Enchanted, White Stone
Little boy on a tired, strange afternoon
Amongst boring games, he stands with closed eyes
Slowly he sets off on his dream horse
Maybe this will help
As he looks up, he finds a big stone
A magical white stone at his feet
And the little boy no longer plays with anything else
The magic stone awaits him
The one who chose:
Chosen
So do it, and find the weight of your life
He never stopped, always wandered
Always wanted more and got even more
Besides the magic stone, he left everything behind
He was loyal to the stone
A hundred waited for him, he left a thousand behind
An invisible stone left marks on his shoulders
He carried his stone, which only he could see
Until he made it home
The one who chose:
Chosen
So do it, and find the weight of your life
An old heart no longer beats wildly
A smile plays innocently on his face
A gray mass clings to his feet
And dusk falls outside
Weak light softly falls on his head
Now, freed from the weight, the weight disappears
The hard stone slowly fades into mist
Disappears unexpectedly
The one who chose:
The Chosen
So do it, and find the weight of your life.
