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according to the shepherds of the last village
behind the orchards They will see some pines
after those pines an olive grove
and in the end three paths
They have taken the deviation and the clearing appears
and they have ordered the men to stop
in the olive grove three kings say goodbye
and they shake hands... and they shake hands...
Melchior raises the head and see the mountain he has to cross before sunset
and he wipes the sweat with the collar of the cape
mud-stained
He doesn't even want to think that he run out of strength
You cannot imagine how angry he gets
when he drinks in the river and only finds the face of an old man...
The kings orders with the bugle sound
while he thinks in those who not so long ago
kissed his shield and layed down the arms
on bended knee
Mounted on the camel the Black King shouts
asking please, if any good soldier
is able to stand up and make a quick re-count
of rations of bread
Who could cross the forest and find a boat
who, before get asleep, with extended arm
noted how his fingers little by little dive the seawater
who could arrive to the palace and choose a woman
who could pick up some roses and give her a bunch
Balthazar has the desire running through his veins as it was blood
as it was blood
Gaspar can feel in his back the stare of some page
who are waiting a warning maybe a raised hand
a royal order
a man sings in the middle of a circle of people
with the sweetest voice you ever listen
an old song that the king hums
with close lips
The oldest page turns and comments, snaking a look to the sky:
"It seems unbelievable how good we lived... chasing a star"