Wake Up, wake up Tristan
Our bed of leaves and sand is cold
I feel asleep here in your arms
More than a thousand years ago
Wake up, wake up Tristan
The wind breathes dark words through the forest
There is sorrow on the land
Love must have cast a spell upon us
The path lies open there before us
Wake up, wake up Tristan
Our bed of leaves and sand is cold
I feel asleep here in your arms
More than a thousand years ago
Wake up, wake up Tristan
The wind breathes dark words through the forest
There is sorrow on the land
Love must have cast a spell upon us
The path lies open there before us
Wake up, wake up Tristan