"The Riddle" ist ein Pop-Song des britischen Sängers und Songwriters Nik Kershaw aus dem Jahr 1984. Der Song war ein großer Hit in vielen Ländern und ist bekannt für seinen eingängigen Refrain und seine mysteriösen Texte.

Das sind die Original-Lyrics von "The Riddle" von Nik Kershaw

Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right

Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
And he'll never fight over you

Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right

Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
And he'll never fight over you

I got plans for us nights in the scullery
And days instead of me
I only know what to discuss
Of for anything but light

Wise men fighting over you

It's not me you see pieces of valentine
With just a song of mine
To keep from burning history
Seasons of gasoline and gold

Wise men fold

Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of Aran
Goes around and around

And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
And he'll never fight over you

I got time to kill, sly looks in corridors
Without a plan of yours
A blackbird sings on bluebird hill
Thanks to the calling of the wild

Wise mens child