By Luca Turilli The way is long, time is too short This little footpath seems never to end Green are the trees, musk on the stones How it looks strange this mystical world Sweet smelling rose what do you hide Behind your innocence red like my blood Hungry for victory, hungry for love Love for the earth that made me her son Strong and invinsible serving my cry Go now and ride there where dragons fly The rocks appear in front of me When the first shadows pretude to dark Near is your end wild holy path Open my eyes to what the sun hides Beloved mountain what do you hide Where does your river flow, I want to know Hungry for victory, hungry for love Love for the earth that made me her son Strong and invincible serving my cry Go now and ride there where dragons fly Beloved mountain what do you hide Where does your river flow, I want to know Hungry for victory, hungry for love Love for the earth that made her son Strong and invincible serving my cry Go now and ride there where dragons fly