Fools Gold
Blackmores`s Night Lyrics

Somewhere in a market square
In a public gathering, where people come to sell and buy goods

The cobblestone still shines
The pavement stones still gleam brightly, denoting the prosperity and well-being of the area

Glassy eyes behold the sight
People's eyes are fixated on the spectacle before them; the activity in the market square commands their attention

Through another cup of wine...
Intoxication further draws people into the moment, causing them to surrender to the rhythm of the market

The one-eyed jester skips and turns
A performer with only one eye performs acrobatic movements with joy and cheerfulness

As he makes his way through the crowd
The jester moves through the throngs of people, entertaining them with his antics

While the tavern's royalty try not to laugh aloud...
The wealthy individuals in the pub restrain themselves from chuckling in order to appear dignified and not stand out from their peers

The jester does another spin
The performer continues his antics, adding more stunts and tricks to his act

And then falls to the floor
The jester loses his balance and tumbles to the ground

A show of hands, a short "Hurrah!"
The audience cheers quickly, raising their hands and shouting 'hurrah' in appreciation of the jester's performance

A plea for him to do more...
The spectators request that he keep entertaining them, captivated by his spontaneous act

The ease of laughter comes so fast when you're not in a jester's shoes
It's easy to laugh at the folly of another, especially if you're not in their shoes and cannot understand their plight

'Cause when you've only Fools Gold, you've got nothing more to lose...
If you have nothing to lose, and all you possess is worthless; i.e., fools gold, you have nothing left to cherish

Who holds the riches?
Who possesses the true wealth?

The jester or the king?
Does the entertainer or the ruler hold the key to wealthiness?

A fortress made from Fools Gold
A structure built on false and unworthy grounds, lacking any true meaning or power

Or the tears that treasure can bring?
Or the emotions of losing that which holds value and worth, resulting in tears of frustration and grief?

The king he sits upon his throne
The king remains seated on his throne, the symbol of ultimate power

The world's weight on his chest
The burden of ruling over the world rests heavily on his shoulders; its weight is a heavy one

When your mind begins to race you've got no time to rest
The king's life is frenzied and demanding, leaving him no opportunity to rest and recuperate

"Where is my clown?
The ruler cries out, lamenting the absence of his jester

I need him now, to take my troubles away..."
The monarch requires his jester's divertissement, to help remove his oppression and troubles for a brief while

The harlequin rushes in as his work begins for the day...
The entertainer enters suddenly, starting his duties immediately

While somewhere in a market square
At the same time or elsewhere away from the castle

The cobblestones still shine...
The cobbled street in the public place gleams with brightness, signifying that the health and happiness of the town remain undiminished.