To the old world I belong

A sweet refrain
And a string of pearls
Under the distant moon
And shimmering sands
To the old world
I belong

A hope, a joy
And a road to walk
With a fancy charm
And misty eyes
To the old world
I belong

A tiny bubble
Of dreams of yore
In moments of past
And never of future
To the old world
I belong

Laughter's echo
In days bygone
Of knights, of swords
Of wilful fools
To the old world
I belong

Wrapped in the quilt
Of a depressing dawn
With a stifled song
Dead on my lips
To the old world
I belong

With empty hands
And a heavy heart
cloistered in joy
In a tricky guise
To the old world
I belong

The days roll by
With changes galore
I remain, I smile
To the old world
I belong