What is kingdom I mean, Where the width never end. Splendid and mighty We all would be imposed.
Bewitch me with your And your colored tenderness, Feel the wind and carry me away.
Is there a difference, Between a singer and his song. Or is there a difference, Between a and his dance. Or is that only one, Like the nature and kingdom of light?
Wavelength where the music ever sounds, Without a masquerade And all my wounds. I know or feel it or I see, The moment has come, Where my getting free.
Fairyland...
Everybody has a name, That proves your existance, But here has ever called any name.
And I allow my knowledge To haze around me, Give them names, Take notice of them.
That's my first threshold, And the rest I leave behind. In acknowledgement, you can find. The way through the first gate, Is to give names for the nameless lights.
Wavelength where music ever sounds, Without a masquerade And heal all wounds. I know or feel it or I see, The moment has come, Where my heart's getting free.
I have the key to the fairyland, On the threshold I stay, Where the wilderness never But the heaven without firework, And without peal of the bells, Which calls me