Conquistador

Album: Procol Harum 1967, Live at Edmonton 1971,
BBC live 1974, Utrecht live 1992,  One Eye to the Future (2008), The Best of – Then and Now (2010)

Picture sleeve: several

Taking Notes and Stealing Quotes on this song

Cover-versions: several

Words by
Keith Reid

Vietnam? Read a bizarre note here

Conquistador your stallion stands
in need of company
and like some angel's haloed brow
you reek of purity
I see your armour-plated breast
has long since lost its sheen
and in your death mask face
there are no signs which can be seen

And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind
 
Conquistador a vulture sits
upon your silver shield
and in your rusty scabbard now
the sand has taken seed
and though your jewel-encrusted blade
has not been plundered still
the sea has washed across your face
and taken of its fill

And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind
 
Conquistador there is no time
I must pay my respect
and though I came to jeer at you
I leave now with regret
and as the gloom begins to fall
I see there is no, only all
and though you came with sword held high
you did not conquer, only die

And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind

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