Pilgrims of Yearning - False Inflection

A tired wanderer is looking for
A sign that would keep him on the road
A muse passed by and gave him ten silver drachmae
She had the most beautiful smile

But it means nothing
It means no thing

Wolves are hunting, buildings are singing chants
Above an ocean of amber stars
On one shore a good lady plays for the whole world
On the other shore the dogs beg for some love

Could these flowers bloom in winter?
Would the uncaged birds fly?

There is a woman in a distant land
Who will fulfill your every desire
She smells so good, her colors will make you glide
Millions die just for the honor to lay by her side

And she feels nothing
She feels no thing

A cracked ship is preparing a new trip
She trusts to survive against the dismal waters
Armed with a firm compass and sharpened knives
She flips a coin and buys another day of life

Could these flowers bloom in winter?
Would the uncaged birds fly? (To warm skies)
Is there a precious emerald hidden somewhere?
Or is the Dawn Splendor just a false inflection?

(Men of various nations had the same dream
They saw a woman running at night to an unknown city
They pursued her and settled in the city, waiting for her sight one more night
Succeeding travelers couldn't understand
What drew people to this ugly city, to this trap)

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