The sun sets
The air still warm
The ambience is good.
A street cafe
The table free
The battle doth commence.
Friends
Brothers
They may be
Ships that in the night
Doth pass
Thats all they be to me.
The chessmen of Tartu
I watch
I spy
I snap
No words they be a spoken
The chessmen of Tartu
The drunk
The wise
The foolish
Sit
Without invite
Ignored
Move on
There's nothing here to see
Just the chessmen of Tartu
The thoughts
Are
Thought
The pieces moved
The pressure intense
Think gambit this
Fools mate that
A bloodless battle
The queen supreme
Long live the king
All is fair
In love
And war
The chessmen of Tartu