The Tower
Chris de Burgh Lyrics


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A great lord came walking through the forest
One morning with a weapon in his hand;
Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing,
But killing was his plan;
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky,
Nothing was found, only blood on the ground, she was gone;

Cursing his fortune,
He turned to the forest to kill once again,
And standing before him was a lovely young woman
With her hand hung in pain,
When he saw her his eyes were filled with desire,
He said "I must have her, she must be mine,
She will be mine"

He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
But she threw it on the ground,
He fell to his knees and he begged her,
"Oh please come with me,
What you wish will be found;"
She said, "Sire, I'll go if you put up your bow,
And spare these creatures, leave them in peace,
You have no need"

But her words were lost in the wind
His eyes were fixed on a queen
And all he saw was a woman
And all she was, was a dream
Oh oh...And all he saw was a woman, and all she was,
Was a dream

He took her and bound her with ropes tied around her
To his castle he did ride;
In the wood was a bower where stood an an old tower
And he threw her deep inside;
Then the birds left the sky and a terrible cry,
Brought thunder and lightning, and rain falling down,
Tears on the ground

All through the days on her face he would gaze,
For she was lovely as the spring;
No words would she speak but "Leave them in peace",
And some sad lament she would sing,
Oh one day by the door, at the window he saw
A single white feather lying on the floor.
She was there no more

Now that great lord is dying,
His cold heart is crying for the love of the girl;
For many an hour he has wept on the tower
For she meant more than the world;
And once in the sky, a white bird flew by,
He lifted his hands, he cried out in pain
"Come back again"

But his words were lost in the wind,
His castle was built upon sand,
And all he has is a memory,
And all he yearns is her hand




Ah ah, all he has is the memory,
And all he yearns is her hand.

Overall Meaning

Chris de Burgh's song "The Tower" tells a story of a great lord who enjoys killing for pleasure. One day, while walking through the forest with a weapon in his hand, he comes across a white bird which falls from the sky and disappears with only blood on the ground. Ignoring the ominous sign, he continues to hunt and comes across a beautiful woman, who he desires and wishes to make his own. She refuses his offer of silver and gold, pleading with him to spare the creatures and leave them in peace. However, he ignores her request and takes her captive to his castle, where he binds her and throws her deep inside an old tower. When a white feather is found at the window, the woman has disappeared and the great lord is left to mourn the memory of her.


The lyrics of this song convey the strong message that abusing power comes at a price, and that greed and obsession can never bring true happiness. The great lord's desire for conquest and control ultimately leads to his downfall. The use of symbolism, such as the white bird and feather, add depth to the song and give the story an air of mystery and magic. "The Tower" is a tale of love, loss, and regret, and a warning against the dangers of unchecked desire.


Line by Line Meaning

A great lord came walking through the forest
A wealthy nobleman strolled into the woods.


One morning with a weapon in his hand;
He carried a deadly weapon with him that morning.


Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing,
He had a magnificent estate and everything he could ever want.


But killing was his plan;
However, his intention was to cause harm.


When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky,
The appearance of a white bird led to its sudden, inexplicable demise.


Nothing was found, only blood on the ground, she was gone;
The only trace of the creature was bloodstains on the ground.


Cursing his fortune,
Feeling unlucky or cursed, he expressed his frustration.


He turned to the forest to kill once again,
He went hunting to kill again.


And standing before him was a lovely young woman
He saw a beautiful lady in front of him.


With her hand hung in pain,
She was in anguish and held her injured hand.


When he saw her his eyes were filled with desire,
He was struck by her beauty and became filled with passion.


He said "I must have her, she must be mine,
He decided that he wanted this woman for himself.


She will be mine"
He vowed to make her his own.


He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
He tried to bribe her using precious metals like silver and gold.


But she threw it on the ground,
She refused his gifts and threw them on the floor.


He fell to his knees and he begged her,
He pleaded with her, dropping to his knees.


"Oh please come with me,
He begged her to come with him.


What you wish will be found;"
He promised to give her anything she desired.


She said, "Sire, I'll go if you put up your bow,
She agreed to go with him on the condition that he stops hunting.


And spare these creatures, leave them in peace,
She pleaded with him not to harm the forest creatures anymore and to let them live undisturbed.


You have no need"
She insisted that he didn't require to hunt with such cruelty and violence.


But her words were lost in the wind
Her plea went unheard and was lost amidst the natural sounds around them.


His eyes were fixed on a queen
His attention was focused on a royal lady.


And all he saw was a woman
In his mind, she was nothing more than just another woman.


And all she was, was a dream
In reality, she was just a mere figment of his imagination.


He took her and bound her with ropes tied around her
He tied her up with ropes to take her to his castle.


To his castle he did ride;
He brought her back to his estate.


In the wood was a bower where stood an an old tower
There was a tower amidst the trees.


And he threw her deep inside;
He threw her into the tower.


Then the birds left the sky and a terrible cry,
After he imprisoned her, the birds stopped flying and a scary scream echoed through the air.


Brought thunder and lightning, and rain falling down,
This disturbance in nature resulted in a violent storm with thunder and lightning, raining down upon the gloomy forest.


Tears on the ground
This resulted in raindrops being mistaken for tears due to the emotional turmoil.


All through the days on her face he would gaze,
He would stare at her every day.


For she was lovely as the spring;
He found her as charming as the spring season itself.


No words would she speak but "Leave them in peace",
She refused to say anything apart from urging him to abandon his violent lifestyle and live in harmony with nature.


And some sad lament she would sing,
She would sing a sorrowful dirge that expressed her grief.


Oh one day by the door, at the window he saw
One day he saw a sign by the tower window.


A single white feather lying on the floor.
He noticed a white feather that lay on the ground.


She was there no more
Realizing that she had left, he came to understand that his cruelty caused her departure.


Now that great lord is dying,
Now, the nobleman is breathing his last breaths.


His cold heart is crying for the love of the girl;
In his final days, he remembered and missed the woman he had imprisoned.


For many an hour he has wept on the tower
For ages he has been crying, standing atop his castle tower.


For she meant more than the world;
That lady was more valuable to him than anything else in the world.


And once in the sky, a white bird flew by,
Sighting of white bird appeared again some time later.


He lifted his hands, he cried out in pain
He lifted his hands and emitted sounds of discomfort at the lack of a way to correct his wrongs.


"Come back again"
He pleaded with the bird to reappear - perhaps as a symbol of his willingness to change.


But his words were lost in the wind,
The wind muffled his voice, abducting his last hope.


His castle was built upon sand,
He realized the apparent failure of his life, that despite his wealth and status, he achieved very little for the greater good.


And all he has is a memory,
By this point, all that remained with him was the thought and the horrors of his past.


And all he yearns is her hand
He longed to go back to an opportunity in the past to change his ways.


Ah ah, all he has is the memory,
The person has only the ghost of his past left.


And all he yearns is her hand.
What he needs more than anything else is a chance to make things right, to reconnect with his passion for living in harmony with the environment and to live with the ethical principles of nonviolence.




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Written by: CHRIS DE BURGH

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@pretendperfection

A great lord came walking through the forest
One morning with a weapon in his hand;
Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing,
But killing was his plan;
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky,
Nothing was found, only blood on the ground, she was gone;
Cursing his fortune,
He turned to the forest to kill once again,
And standing before him was a lovely young woman
With her hand hung in pain,
When he saw her his eyes were filled with desire,
He said "I must have her, she must be mine,
She will be mine"
He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
But she threw it on the ground,
He fell to his knees and he begged her,
"Oh please come with me,
What you wish will be found;"
She said, "Sire, I'll go if you put up your bow,
And spare these creatures, leave them in peace,
You have no need"
But her words were lost in the wind
His eyes were fixed on a queen
And all he saw was a woman
And all she was, was a dream
Oh oh...And all he saw was a woman, and all she was,
Was a dream
He took her and bound her with ropes tied around her
To his castle he did ride;
In the wood was a bower where stood an an old tower
And he threw her deep inside;
Then the birds left the sky and a terrible cry,
Brought thunder and lightning, and rain falling down,
Tears on the ground
All through the days on her face he would gaze,
For she was lovely as the spring;
No words would she speak but "Leave them in peace",
And some sad lament she would sing,
Oh one day by the door, at the window he saw
A single white feather lying on the floor.
She was there no more
Now that great lord is dying,
His cold heart is crying for the love of the girl;
For many an hour he has wept on the tower
For she meant more than the world;
And once in the sky, a white bird flew by,
He lifted his hands, he cried out in pain
"Come back again"
But his words were lost in the wind,
His castle was built upon sand,
And all he has is a memory,
And all he yearns is her hand
Ah ah, all he has is the memory,
And all he yearns is her hand.



@Claire6521

A great lord came walking through the forest
One morning with a weapon in his hand;
Rich was his castle, he lacked for nothing,
But killing was his plan;
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky,
Nothing was found, only blood on the ground, she was gone;

Cursing his fortune,
He turned to the forest to kill once again,
And standing before him was a lovely young woman
With her hand hung in pain,
When he saw her his eyes were filled with desire,
He said "I must have her, she must be mine,
She will be mine..."

He offered her silver, he offered her gold,
But she threw it on the ground,
He fell to his knees and he begged her,
"Oh please come with me,
What you wish will be found;"
She said, "Sire, I'll go if you put up your bow,
And spare these creatures, leave them in peace,
You have no need..."

But her words were lost in the wind
His eyes were fixed on a queen
And all he saw was a woman
And all she was, was a dream...
Oh oh...And all he saw was a woman, and all she was,
Was a dream...

He took her and bound her with ropes tied around her
To his castle he did ride;
In the wood was a bower where stood an an old tower
And he threw her deep inside;
Then the birds left the sky and a terrible cry,
Brought thunder and lightning, and rain falling down,
Tears on the ground...

All through the days on her face he would gaze,
For she was lovely as the spring;
No words would she speak but "Leave them in peace",
And some sad lament she would sing,
Oh one day by the door, at the window he saw
A single white feather lying on the floor.
She was there no more...

Now that great lord is dying,
His cold heart is crying for the love of the girl;
For many an hour he has wept on the tower
For she meant more than the world;
And once in the sky, a white bird flew by,
He lifted his hands, he cried out in pain
"Come back again..."

But his words were lost in the wind,
His castle was built upon sand,
And all he has is a memory,
And all he yearns is her hand...
Ah ah ... all he has is the memory,
And all he yearns is her hand.



All comments from YouTube:

@patryn1231

I remember writing the lyrics down, sentence by sentence, until I had the full song on paper. Then I was able to learn it by singing it over and over, I was 11 years old and had undiagnosed autism and music was there for me, especially this mans beautiful songs, when the world was too much for me, this and all the very early songs would take me to a place where I felt safe. Thank you for helping me when I needed it. I still know every word of every song Chris de Burgh has written, I am 53 now and still love to leave the world outside and lose myself in his beautiful music xx

@caobita

Wow, so good for you 🍀

@leeroydale37

some one is joking right????? only 336k views, this has to be one of the greatest songs ever written, beautiful story telling, i remembered this song from 35 yrs ago, and still love it everytime i hear it, please share this song

@jamesgreenwood2054

This is one of my most favourite songs but totally underrated even by most Chris de Burgh fans. There is just something about this song, that speaks to me of lost love.

@floriancarvalho4091

James Greenwood I cry every time

@loripatrick4652

Me too. All she asked from him was to put down his weapons. And he lost her love.

@lindavandenberg4724

So do I!

@rikbison3499

He paints beautiful images. One of my favourites also.

@caobita

One of mine, too, as well as his song "Just in time" 💕

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@xminusone1

This song gives me chills. There's a profound nostalgia of something precious, unobtainable anymore, lost because of my own stupidity. Something as beautiful and fragile as fine crystal, so unique it could never be replaced, that I've broke not because of neglect but for holding too hard on it.

We all did this at one point. We've all been this king with a castle on the sand, despite having all one could wish, still missing that one precious thing we've lost. And wanting we can give it all for one more moment with that something we've lost forever.
We've all been this king.

That's the best way for me to describe this song. English isn't my language.

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