Snow-covered mountains, vast forests, running brooks,
My fantasys creation to keep my fortitude alive,
Illusions, you give sense to this tiny life,
I'm walking on endless fields, I take a rest under an old tree,
I can hear little birds' singing and flowers embrace my body.

Night is falling, the land is shrouded in mist,
The moon looks at me with his tempting smile.
He is my lantern in this gloomy night,
My guide, until the sun rises… in me.

Run wanderer, run to the realm of your dreams,
Listen to your heart and run, run with the winds,
Fly with the graceful eagles, follow the birds' singing,
'Cause they are speaking to you, wanderer… only to you…

They will take you where you've never been before,
But somehow you know this land… your imagined world,
One drop in the ocean of eternity…

I'm walking among the clouds, the sun burns in my eyes,
With spread arms I'm flying in the sky, I'm free…

My body is just a thought in the shreds of the past,
I left everything behind as I entered the gate,
My earthly being is just a memory, just a vision,
Now I'm a little flower on the fields of my desires,
With fairy-leaves and rainbow-petals,
I'll stay here 'till the end of the time, 'cause this is my home.

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