I am a wave and see a vision of Eden,
A beautiful, cut Cristal, shined different coloured lights, my fantasy expanded, which harmoniously ondulates with the sky.
fly through the rocks, through the mirrors, yo and me, we, will be careful not to step in any holes, your silhouette, makes me feel
, the violin, is in flames, mountains again,
look and smile after all this sorrows the sun still shines, the desert, is every where, i see the earth, has me rooted, by gravity, truthfully, unknown things begin or end,
through the turbid window The soldier sees his princess.
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