[Narrator]
A long long time ago
In a desert far ...
[Narrator]
A long long time ago
In a desert far far away
Walked a figure dragging a thick book
entwined by heavy chains
He spoke in a tempting tune:
[Storyteller]
Would you hear my story?
A thousand souls to fill the pages
Would you hear my story?
No fictional roles, no divinable stages
Would you hear my story?
A million years I walk through the ages
Would you hear my story?
A begging voice soothed their rages
The stories were told
Mysteries unfold
[Narrator]
Ran across two the battling kingdoms
Blood shed on the soldiers' armors
How brave they fought
How bright they burnt
In his eyes a spotless paper
In his mouth the words rumbled
The ground divided, the vision spun
Turned to light, and colored the blank page
[Storyteller]
Would you hear my story?
A thousand souls to fill the pages
Would you hear my story?
A million years I walk through the ages
Would you hear my story?
A priceless one without any charges
Would you be my story?
The tricky voice led them to the edges
The stories were told
No one dared to hear
Solo
[Storyteller]
Would you be my story?
The one of a thousand, a precious page
Would you be my story?
The stop of time line at your golden age
Would you be my story?
A colorful one that never decayed
Would you be my story?
The favorite one hid in my cage
The stories were wrote
Forever be told
