Dendoridal

Ashes of our fallen brothers

Scattered on the ground

Paint the blue scenario

Of mourning all around

I wash my hands of sorrow

There’s nothing to be done

They had their chance to struggle

Now they’re gone, they’re gone

And I stood there waiting, splitting

Branching like a tree

The wind, the sun, the painful storms

Were also nurturing me

I grew strong and deep in roots

That held me to the ground

To this life I remain bound

I’m resisting

(Day after day)

In my bare trunk there are carved

Hearts that never fade

Memories of long gone lovers

Hidden in the shade

I wash my hands of sadness

There’s nothing to be done

They had their chance to fight but

Now they’re gone, they’re gone

As I stood there growing, spreading

Thriving like a tree

The wind, the sun and storms I faced

Were also feeding me

I grew strong and tall in limbs

That got me up and high

Through the clouds I'm passing by