Cypress Tree Lyrics - Singles - Danse Macabre

Long I've roamed lands which are not mine 

Admired Cappadocia, enjoyed Greek wine 

Tea at the Bosporus, travelled the river Rhine 

Heard the Lorelei sing, a song divine 

My grave is easily found 

And there I shall gladly be 

Buried in the shadow 

Beneath my cypress tree 

My spirit travelled The Highlands 

The North Sea taught me humbleness 

My mind got drunk by the beauty of France 

In Bretagne and Ireland a Celtic dance 

My grave is easily found 

And there I shall gladly be 

Buried in the shadow 

Beneath my cypress tree 

No trace of Helen at the remains of Troy 

But her glorious beauty shining through 

On many a gracious peasant girl 

In picturesque villages far below 

Winds of Galicia, mountains of Spain 

Portuguese valleys, English domain 

Skandinavia, Alexandria 

Passion for wandering, impossible to restrain 

My grave is easily found 

And there I shall gladly be 

Buried in the shadow 

Beneath my cypress tree 

When my time on earth is over 

And my journey has come to an end 

Remembering the white cliffs of Dover 

Or the breeze of our Lowlands 

Of our Lowlands