On the following friday as I turned out
The light
Grandma' came and knocked at my
Door
Wake up king, wake up my dear
I am gonna show you about the house
Of amon

It is time for tea, it is time again

Even your mother is present
We made her sleep in my rocking
Chair
At first I felt really scared but there
Was no reason to
As I saw the knife sneaking out from
Grandmother's dress
Then it cut a tiny wound in my
Mother's little hand

It is time for tea, it is time again

Blood was running into the tea pot,
Then I heard them laugh
A bit of this in a cup of tea, is what it
Takes to set them free
You will hear them telling stories
From far beyond this earth
What I saw and what I heard made me
Want to stay and learn

I really hope this dream will never
End, it's hard to describe the kind of
Feeling that went on in my mind
A paradise

Hearing their stories and feeling
Their warmth
We laughed with tears in our eyes
From the first cup of tea, to the last
Drop of blood
Nothing seemed to matter at all
Anymore
My mother? she didn't exist to me,
Oh I felt so heavenly

It is time for tea, it is time again