From far away, a stranger has come 

Old and wise he is known by everyone he knows 

How to contact the spirits he is linking 

Heaven and Hell... 



He is healing wounds 

Gives you vitality 

He winds you up 

Fills you with energy 

He is the one 

Who conquers the death 

Commanding the air 

Guiding your breath... 



Column of fog around him, makes him 

Invisible - psychological force 

Makes him invincible 

He might be aged 

Hundreds of years 

The web of time 

He is ruling; supreme... 



At the gates of our town, the magician arrives 

Relying on a stick his hand is holding tight 

For a second I look into his eys 

Burning bright 

Like magic fires...