When I was a child wanderednThrough meadows, my time squandered,nLost in the sweet nostalgia,nWas looking fornA way in my dreams.nnWhen I have the Silver KeynIt will be too late to flee.nThe Guardian tells me with deep voice,nIridescent balls of noise,nBeyond the Planes of the Space,nYog Sothoth will show Its face,nMadness will be his gracennOver MountainsnMy mind shouts freelynLike a melodynThrough the Gates of the Silver Key.nDear Dreamlands,nPut in me your brand!nTake me into your secrets,nShow me the dark way of Kadath!nnI travelled for unknown places,nI knew strange races,nLost in the mist of Dreamlands,nWas looking fornThe City Of the GodsnnWhen the cold fills my poor soulnI know I’ve come to my goal.nI see monstrous walls to raisenCovered by a cloth of icenFar beyond of the sacred door,nI will find the true Gods’ lorenAnd all will be like yore.nnOver MountainsnMy mind shouts freelynLike a melodynThrough the Gates of the Silver Key.nDear Dreamlands,nPut in me your brand!nTake me into your secrets,nShow me the dark way of Kadath!nnThe Old Ones were, are and will be.nTheir Messenger I am, come with me!nnThe darkness reigns in the Hall.nHe taught me in the cold nightfallnThat is not dead which can eternal lie,nAnd with strange aeons even death may die.nnOver MountainsnMy mind shouts freelynLike a melodynThrough the Gates of the Silver Key.nDear Dreamlands,nPut in me your brand!nTake me into your secrets,nShow me the dark way of Kadath!