The Hermit
The mantle of attainment
Weighs heavy on his shoulders
Guided by a lantern
Flickering he grows older
A refuge found in exile
He shuffles on in blindness
You'll take his hand, he'll lose himself
Bewildered by your kindness
Enshrouded by darkness
A figure slowly forms
Through many years of banishment
No shelter from the storm
To find this slave of solitude
You'll know him by his star
Then take his hand, he'll lose himself
Knowing who you are
El Ermitaño
El manto del logro
Pesa mucho en sus hombros
Guiado por una linterna
Titilando, envejece
Un refugio encontrado en el exilio
Avanza a tientas en la ceguera
Tomarás su mano, se perderá a sí mismo
Desconcertado por tu amabilidad
Envuelto en la oscuridad
Una figura se forma lentamente
A través de muchos años de destierro
Sin refugio de la tormenta
Para encontrar a este esclavo de la soledad
Lo reconocerás por su estrella
Luego toma su mano, se perderá a sí mismo
Sabiendo quién eres
Escrita por: Steve Hackett