Текст песни
Below the lily pads
Where the frogs tend to croak
Is where you'll find her
Shadowed by a withered oak
Pale face, ghostly face
With strands of gold that float
Gaze into her eyes as she silently asks
And then pull her close within your grasp
By a name you may beckon her
(Down so deep)
Below the lily pads
(Down so deep)
By a name you may raise her
(From her damnation)
..below the lily pads
..below the lily pads
The Queen of this lake is
Buried deep with an emerald cloak
Reaching to the heavens
Silent prayers she forever invokes
Eternally waiting, she rests
Seemingly, sleeping without any hopes
Below the lily pads
Below the lily pads
Where the frogs tend to croak
The Queen of this lake is
Buried deep with an emerald cloak
Reaching to the heavens
Silent prayers she forever invokes
Gaze into her eyes as she silently asks
And then pull her close within your grasp
By a name you may beckon her
(Down so deep)
Below the lily pads
(Down so deep)
By a name you may raise her
(From her damnation)
..below the lily pads
..below the lily pads
..below the lily pads..