Franz Blackbird - My Old Castle In Varna

I was dreaming of crowds
In my old varna castle, alone
I was dreaming of crowds
In my old varna castle
Remember the last time you saw her she only shook your hand

“Don’t expect nothing else from me”, domestic lion
“I, myself, was dreaming of crowds too, but not with you”
Now you got blood in your mouth from this place
Because you were dreaming too loud
Then you realized that life is not like that

Ride this train with me, domestic lion
Ride this train with me, domestic lion
Ride this train with me, my domestic lion
Ride this train with me or goodbye