Текст песни A.S.T.R.A.K.H.A.N - Художник и Принцесса

This world is full of platitudes
In which you are alone, in which I am alone,
How Lear asked for his love from Shakespeare
Now it remains for me to wander among the pictures ...

In an old castle, in a dark tower
Conquered by the beauty of the princess
With a wave of the brush, creating a face,
The young artist languished ...

Life is full of injustice
In which you are alone, in which I am alone
Among his paintings that she could keep
It remains for me to wander while the moon hangs ...

In an old castle, in your chambers
Just about meeting him while living a dream
About that love that was born from childhood
The young princess was sad.

A familiar motive about a past love
In which you and I were alone
And there is no place for doubts:
- I am your Artist!
- I am your Princess!