A keresés eredménye

Song of the butterfly

I will fly by the silver thread.
My children are waiting for me,
there in the distant fields,
spinning on their spinning wheels.
I will fly by the silver thread.
 
I'm the spirit
of silk.
I come from a mysterious ark
and I'm going into the mist
 
Let the spider sing
in its cave

Labyrinths and mirrors

The labyrinths
that time creates
fade.
 
(Only the desert
remains.)
(Only the desert
remains.)
 
The heart,
source of desire,
fades,
fades.
 
(Only the desert
remains.)
(Only the desert
remains.)
 
The illusion of dawn
and the kisses
fade.
 
We are walking
On a mirror
Without silvering,
On a crystal
Without clouds.
If lilies grew
Upside down,
If roses grew
Upside down,
If all the flower roots
Were looking at the stars,
We would be like swans.
 
The labyrinths
that time creates
fade.
 
The illusion of dawn
and the kisses
fade.
 
If lilies grew
Upside down,
If roses grew
Upside down,
If all the flower roots
Were looking at the stars,
We would be like swans.
We would be like swans.
Like swans.
 

The Mute Child

The child is looking for his voice.
(The king of the crickets held it).
In a drop of water
The child was looking for his voice.
 
I don’t want it just to speak,
I don’t want it just to speak.
I'll make with it a ring
That will carry my silence,
Will carry my silence
On his little finger.
 
In a drop of water
The child was looking for his voice.
The captive voice, in the distance
Put on a cricket suit.