Voices (English) Testo

Testo Voices (English)

The first word in my dreamsI could clearly seePlanet Eden high beyond the skiesBeautiful and sadis this story I'll tellof the winged travellers eager'twas one daythe wind guided him where to golike an eagle high above he flewWaving from down belowhe flew out of sightinto the mystical darknessNeither a smile nor a cryI gave when he leftfeeling my spleen declineAnd hopingone day we'd fly overback to the places we once sharedWhere vessels glidein silky waves and of golddeep in the gulf such planet liesSurrounded by this universeof love and hateconfusion breaks through and dwells.Cast a spell, from the old magic book.Set a path.In the black magic box, something strange will happen, itwill take you so far.So try...We can fly, we have wings, we can touch floatingdreams.Call me from so far through the wind in 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?