What is the kingdom I Where the width never end. Splendid and mighty We all would be imposed.
Bewitch me with your touch, And your colored tenderness, Feel the wind and carry me away.
Is there a difference, Between singer and his song. Or is there a difference, Between a dancer and his dance. Or is that only one, Like the and kingdom of light?
Wavelength where the music ever sounds, Without a masquerade And heal all my wounds. I know or feel or I see, moment has come, Where my heart's 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
That's my first threshold, And the rest I leave behind. In acknowledgement, Absoluteness you can find. The way through the first gate, Is to give names for the nameless lights.
Wavelength where the music ever sounds, Without a 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 the fairyland, On the threshold I stay, Where the wilderness never ends, But the heaven without firework, And without peal of the bells, Which calls me