In ages past when spells were cast
In a time of men in steel
Where a man was taught no special thing
It was all done by feelSo listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page
Read the 'Book of Taliesyn'Hear the song of lovely Joan
Her sound so sweet and clear
In the courtroom of the King
Among children and the peersSo listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page
Read the 'Book of Taliesyn'Now hear ye the words of Taliesyn
On the foaming beach of the ocean
In the day of trouble I shall be of more service to thee
Than three hundred salmon"The hare he bounds across the page
Past castles white and fair
Two dreaming chessmen on their boards
With a fool's mate as a snareSo listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page
Read the 'Book of Taliesyn'So listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page
Read the 'Book of Taliesyn'Three times I have been warned
I know this from meditationThe bird he flies the distance
From pages two to six
Past minstrels in their boxes
To the water of the StyxSo listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page
Read the 'Book of Taliesyn'Don't take the pictures lightly
Listen to their sound
For from their colored feeling
Experience is foundSo listen, so learn, so read on
You gotta turn the page
Read the 'Book of Taliesyn'"All the sciences of the world
Are collected in my breast
For I know what has been, what is now
And what hereafter will occur"
Songwriters
EVANS, ROD/LORD, JON/BLACKMORE, RITCHIE/PAICE, IANPublished by
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing