
The Unknown Years
by Zakarrias
on Zakarrias (1971)
We are the unknown years
Outlawed by the ruler's mercy
The thunderstorm's moon as bears
The sunlight sings of our tragedy
We are like counts and kings
Preserverd with rings and diamonds
In a suit of iron we sleep
Which our dreams hand on
A dusk room, a glimmery point of a cigarette
And a soft blues swings through the night
Hastling cars, happy people under your window
And the languor lays upon your head
I was born in an evening
Without starshine and moon
I was left by my parents
Without money and room
I grew up in a wildness
Had no friends of my own
Tramped for years through the country
Was by nobody known
Repressing cries, longing for love
And a certain feeling of loneliness
Nervous motions, restless looks at dead things
And the wish to talk to somebody
No lodging house
No hut against the storm's power
Only the songs of our destiny
We can sing in a hunger-tower
We are the unknown years
Outlawed by the ruler's mercy
The thunderstorm's moon as bears
The sunlight sings of our tragedy
And we hope that something will happen tomorrow
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