I am coming back
From foreign forests
From lonely heights
And vaster valleys
Was in cheerful ballrooms
And in holy halls
Passed through coldest spaces
And serpentine hallways
I heard the Sphynx’ singing
Saw the end of the world
Questioned devils and godheads
Read 50,000 books

And I have brought you something
From Babylonia
And I have brought you something
From Alexandria

I am coming back
Out of souls of strangers
Drank drunken dolour
Dreamt dreary dreams
Played some funny games
With enchanted fellows
Attended bitterest feasts
Bathed in love’s twilight

And I have brought you something
From Constantinople
And I have brought you something
From the New World

Stood at the edge of the world
Reached for the brightest star
And Prometheus and Lucifer
Have wrapped it for you

And I have brought it to you
From Babylonia
And I have brought it to you
From Alexandria
And I have brought it to you
From Constantinople
And I have brought it to you
From the New World
And I have brought it to you
Take good care of it, my child
And I have brought it to you
Take good care, my child