At last, the bell has rung and I am
To climb the Sacred Mountain!
I glide like the tide
To the end of the shore.
My Soul longs to purify all my earthly sins...
But my body can't help chilling!
And outside I can see through the glass-panes
Facing my wings shining like sharp blades
The clear darkness of the new and ultimate dawn
That is gently calling my name...
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dimanche 20 février 2011
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