I wonder what my father would say today,
If he could see me in this weird place.
He that never went a mile away,
He that never left his land nor his boat.

My bones are stiff, my beard is long and gray,
My tired eyes confuse shadows and lights.
Still with iron chains they tied my wrists.
How much can an old man scare an empire!

Chains have no power
Won't stop his words
Won't stop thoughts from running away.

Outside the sun shines
The old man smiles
And closes his eyes.

I went so far away!
No fisherman ever
Made such a long way.
Nets are too heavy,
To catch bigger fish, you need to fly.

Painfully, sits the old men on the floor
Passes the spring through the air.

They build a cross,
They think is funny.
The day is sunny
I pity them
For all what they miss.

"Kephas is your name"
This once he said
"And on this stone something we'll build"
I wish I had known
Heavy is the weight
A stone has to hold.

Iron and walls
To bury an idea
Iron and walls
For an old man
Who smiles, closes his eyes and flies away

So many friends are waiting for me out there
Death does not scare me, why should She?
Sometimes I can't remember the faces
But their words are still with me.

Bit of pain doesn't count
When time has come.
I just hope he has forgotten
Now that time has gone
Three "no" of fear
I said on that mount.

Iron and walls
To bury an idea
Iron and walls
For an old man
Who can fly away...