Quizás una de las rolas favoritas del autor de este blog y su parafernalia del grupo The Gathering es la de The mirror waters, en particular si la canta Anneke. Releyendo la letra y con lo que he estado pensando ultimamente creo que cuando la escuchaba hace 11 años estaba previendo lo que ahora siento: "Youth grows old, like winter follows spring"
Slowly... Flying silent
Touching the wind as it sadly sings... for me
Aging on the outside
With my youth in my empty hands
Lost all that I was living for, live no longer
Couldn't resist looking in her eyes
I saw myself, tears were falling
The seas in her eyes reflected my old age
Youth grows old, like winter follows spring
Faster... Falling kingdom
Dancers on winter winds, they dance... for me
Nature's ways
Life can't always be contolled
Controlled by fear
Scared of the months and years, fear no longer
Time leaves its mark
The years come but never go
Masked is my face
The mask of age will fall, hide no longer
Couldn't resist looking in her eyes
I saw myself, tears were falling
The seas in her eyes reflected my old age
Youth grows old, like winter follows spring
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