See the ruin on the hill, where the smoke is hanging still, Like an echo of an age long forgotten

See the ruin on the hill, where the smoke is hanging still,

Like an echo of an age long forgotten.

There’s a story of a home crushed beneath those blackened stones,

And the roof that fell before the beams were rotten.

Oh, it took three-hundred days, for the timbers to be raised,

And the silhouette was seen for miles around.

And the gables reached as high as the eagles in the sky,

But it only took one night to bring it down,

When Darby’s castle tumbled to the ground.

Lost Places im Alpen-Adria-Raum

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Schwabegg im Mai 2021