The light of a white sun enlights a new day As the long longed planet appears in our way It's crystalline waters leave us no doubt It is this the heaven they told us about And as we librate, embracing the air Staring at moonlight when night reaches our eyes Wide marble white doors stand high before us With creatures of pure light realising that we were
Waiting for timeless cold hours Waiting for angels to Come down from heavens and open the gates Light lightens up as the mind follows Intricate roads of the Path to Zenalia
The vision was true, the city is near And we were not foolish believing it was real Leaving the doubt, the spirit now clear We lighten our hearts that were filled up with fear Meeting again, with those who first left Beginning the journey we laughed at And like pathfinders they show us the way With voices of pure light announcing that we were
Waiting for timeless cold hours Waiting for angels to Come down from heavens and open the gates Light lightens up as the mind follows Intricate roads of the Path to ZenaliaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
