Wandering Tracks - The King's Vanished Words Lyrics

In the peaks of Bakony's sway
Where leaves whisper of days gone by
With legends of the king in play
His vanished words linger, nigh
Echoes through the towers, in silence they sleep
The king's lost tales, secrets to keep
In the shadows of the mount, where stories lie deep
The king's vanished words, a trail we seek
Through the trails of Vértes high and old
Where King Matthias once roamed so bold
He hunted in silence, amidst the trees
Where whispers of history ride on the breeze
Echoes of a king in the forest's embrace
Vanished words lingering, a tale to retrace
From lentil in the cabin to coins of gold
King's tales untold, in the night so cold
In the shadows of the ancient pines
Where echoes of history intertwine
Matthias' words in whisper find
Lost stories waiting to unwind
From Buda's halls to Istanbul's vaults
Vanished truths in forgotten jots
The king's vanished words, lost in time
In the forests of Vértes, in rhyme
Echoes of wisdom, tales untold
In the pages of history, unfold
Through the mountains where blue trails snake
Fehérvárcsurgó in morning's wake
Hikes that whispered secrets of old
Legends of kings in stories bold
Lentils shared in a humble abode
As gold fell like the dawn's first glow
The king's vanished words, lost in time
In the forests of Vértes, in rhyme
Echoes of wisdom, tales untold
In the pages of history, unfold
In the heart of the forest's embrace
Matthias and his lost trace
Songs of his tale, sweetly they play
In every step of the Blue Trail way
In the king's vanished words, lost in time
In the forests of Vértes, in rhyme
Echoes of wisdom, tales untold
In the pages of history, unfold
Walking through the tales, along the silent trail
Whispers of the past, in the springtime gale
King Matthias' words, once so princely bold
Vanished in the night, a story seldom told
In the forest deep, echoes of the past
Lentils and gold, memories that last
The King's vanished words
Lost in time's embrace
Echo through the woods
In this mystic place
In Visegrád he wrote, ten days in Latin scrawl
Words of wisdom lost, in history's cruel call
Turks took treasures, hidden in the night
Bound in goatskin, lost from sight
From Buda to Istanbul, a tale of lore
Secrets of the past, forevermore
The King's vanished words
Lost in time's embrace
Echo through the woods
In this mystic place
From Hungary to Brooklyn, across the sea
Stories change, but the truth will be
In the hills and mountains, whispers fly
As we walk the path, under a springtime sky
The King's vanished words
Lost in time's embrace
Echo through the woods
In this mystic place