The Palace of Exile

For seven years I dwelt in the loose palace of exile

Playing strange games with the girls of the island

Now I have come again to the land of the fair

And the strong, and the wiseBrothers and sisters of the pale forest, children of night

Who among you will run with the hunt?Now night arrives with her purple legion

Retire now to your tents and to your dreams

Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth

I want to be ready{The Doors, The Doors

We're out of time

Thank you very much, we're out of time}