Storytime

Minniva
Música y Letras: Tuomas Holopainen

...con Quentin Cornet

'Twas the night before,
when all through the world.
No words, no dreams, then one day
a writer by a fire imagined all Gaia,
took a journey into a child-man's heart.

A painter on the shore imagined all the world
within a snowflake on his palm,
unframed by poetry, a canvas of awe,
planet Earth falling back into the stars.

I am the voice of Never, Never Land,
the innocence, the dreams of every man.
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
a silent kite against the blue, blue sky,
every chimney, every moonlit sight.
I am the story that will read you real,
every memory that you hold dear.

I am the journey,
I am the destination,
I am the home,
the tale that reads you.
A way to taste the night,
the elusive high.
Follow the madness,
Alice, you know once did?

Imaginarium, a dream emporium!
Caress the tales
and they will dream you real.
A storyteller's game,
lips that intoxicate,
the core of all life
is a limitless chest of tales.

I am the voice of Never, Never Land,
the innocence, the dreams of every man.
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
a silent kite against the blue, blue sky,
every chimney, every moonlit sight.
I am the story that will read you real,
every memory that you hold dear.

I am the voice of Never, Never Land,
the innocence, the dreams of every man.
Searching heavens for another Earth.
Innocence, innocence, dreams of every man. A-ah-a!
Peter Pan, innocence, every man, Peter Pan.
Innocence, innocence, dreams of every man. A-ah-a!
Peter Pan, innocence, every man, Peter Pan.

I am the voice of Never, Never Land,
the innocence, the dreams of every man.
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
a silent kite against the blue, blue sky,
every chimney, every moonlit sight.
I am the story that will read you real,
every memory that you hold dear.

I am the voice of Never, Never Land,
the innocence, the dreams of every man.
I am the empty crib of Peter Pan,
a silent kite against the blue, blue sky,
every chimney, every moonlit sight.
I am the story that will read you real,
every memory that you hold dear.