Voices [english]

The first word in my dreams

I could clearly see

Planet Eden high beyond the skies

Beautiful and sad 

is this story I'll tell

of the winged travellers eager

'twas one day 

the wind guided him where to go

like an eagle high above he flew

Waving from down below

he flew out of sight

into the mystical darkness

Neither a smile nor a cry

I gave when he left

feeling my spleen decline

And hoping

one day we'd fly over

back to the places we once shared

Where vessels glide

in silky waves and of gold

deep in the gulf such planet lies

Surrounded by this universe

of love and hate

confusion breaks through and dwells

Cast a spell

from the old magic book

set a path

in the black magic box

something strange will happen

it will take you so far

So try...

We can fly

We have wings

We can touch floating dreams

Call me from

so far 

Through the wind

And the light...

Someone came from the dark

over from the stars

protecting my heart from crying

Taken back by surprise

my traveller returned

What went wrong? Why did he change.