[01:30.600]Forgotten and concealed[01:33.150]are the tales of old.[01:36.410]Yet the spirits of the field[01:39.160]I do behold.[01:42.360]A mist-like shape reveals[01:44.820]the fiddler in his prime,[01:48.020]it's an act through the time.[02:18.840]Under the starlit sky[02:21.150]shadows come alive.[02:24.710]Chapters of laughter and a sigh,[02:27.270]they do revive.[02:30.760]The mist-like shape entwines[02:33.100]the legend and the lore[02:36.720]into a conviction unsure.