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The vortex of events in the sea of deeds

So insignificant and vain

Twisting around me and pulling me down

With the stone of sequels that make me faint

I’ve been trying for so long

To break through raging blizzard’s stream

Slowly becoming colder I can’t feel any longer

Who is my friend, who’s my enemy?

Seems to me I have no strength to rise

And reach the heavens anymore

But she will come, holding inside her magic

Lighting all around

And my heart will burn inspired again

And sing again!

Flame of her sounds will enchant me and melt the ice

Burning my soul up and calling into the flight

Every meeting with her reveals to me a mystery

And I am getting into another exciting state of mind

I’m breathing so easily, my shoulders are free of load

There are no traces of lie

And thousands of images and myriad of shining eyes

Will stay forever here by my side

Flame of her sounds will enchant me and melt the ice

Burning my soul up and calling into the flight

When a new night falls down

Sets up a marquee and invites to come in

Through the shimmering light

We will be together soaring with the wind

Slumbers are gently spinning over the tranquil giant

Where silent faces of lanterns are dreaming on

And she’s born with a cry

That breaks the calm of the night

Going on ringing and spreading

Around at coming dawn

Flame of her sounds will enchant me and melt the ice

Burning my soul up and calling into the flight

Flame of her sounds will enchant me and melt the ice

Burning my soul up and calling into the flight