Drops of her life falling from her blind eyes, the liquid sands rise from this desert land. Flying in the wings of the night, the path is clear made
shinning from the path, dreams surround her mind tears in the night the sun has dried. Water flows in her voice fading shadows leave the day, the moon
the shadows reflect the water. Winds are leaving the ancient sounds made of the dreams we had. Night still shines inside the moonlight, the sun is rising upon the mountains, inside the moon
Wet drops; woke up the little man, his eyes see a magic garden. Day by day the heaven seems to be without end. Beautiful leaves fall in eden, so he
Gardens made of still water rise their face on a frozen forest. She drinks the sand of the lie while islands lost, dissolve the time. The ice is forming
She walks away along the hill as running drops upon a dream, the moonlight is shinning in the sky of winds. The dark night falls into the sea and rising
Watching through your crystal eyes I fly in the wind of your lies, the wind brings me back by the sea, where the foam of the waves melts with dreams.