Only that I am the son of cells,slowly building a life or kill
Together with the singing birds ,I can now move in the branches
I have the wings of the ancestors ,the peace they used to seek in every sunset
Each sunset a wandering between worlds ,an invisible man and the sand dunes
The words numb you,they swing,you fall asleep ,just follow the echo and walk
Maybe you will see the light running from a soul to another or how darkness leaves
The heart ,then begins the fear for love, as all the trees fear fire
I had a strange dream with wood-cutters ,my arms were dying in a graveyard
From place to place ,occasionally I quiver ,frightened by the weakness defeating my eyes
An infinite struggle ,water of a spring ,wind touching your forehead
I know it all,I feel it ,I understand the power of a flame
But still I cannot hide the claws of the curse ,it rips the helpless eardrums
