DRYELL
Poeta fiel al portal
In the secret bliss of the night,
When the moon is singing so high,
I can hear the voice across the sky,
I can feel the pulse of the light.
When the shadows born on the wall,
and the wolf is crying alone in the dark,
I can dream again with open eyes.
I can fly alone in the glow of the sight.
I can leave the form, the grief and the pain.
I can leave the storm, the sorrow, the blame.
Now, another world !is open the gates...
and my soul is floating away,
and my soul is breaking the chains.
when the beautiful Moon arrives,
dancing in the gloom and the dark,
I can hear the song the blaze of light,
-Shining from the deep of my heart.
I can leave the form
-the mortal veil,
facing show this is the end of the way,
a secret glow is writing in verse
and my soul is flying again
and my soul is breaking breaking the chains.
...
When the moon is singing so high,
I can hear the voice across the sky,
I can feel the pulse of the light.
When the shadows born on the wall,
and the wolf is crying alone in the dark,
I can dream again with open eyes.
I can fly alone in the glow of the sight.
I can leave the form, the grief and the pain.
I can leave the storm, the sorrow, the blame.
Now, another world !is open the gates...
and my soul is floating away,
and my soul is breaking the chains.
when the beautiful Moon arrives,
dancing in the gloom and the dark,
I can hear the song the blaze of light,
-Shining from the deep of my heart.
I can leave the form
-the mortal veil,
facing show this is the end of the way,
a secret glow is writing in verse
and my soul is flying again
and my soul is breaking breaking the chains.
...
