Текст песни Томас Энрике Андерсон - полнолуние

Splashing water , the glare of the moon blurred sea in trouble needs rapprochement with the moon. strange love of the earth to the heavens . closed pool time appetence full moon. Night ... God, how beautiful night here , knowing lonely stars shine brighter than the rest , the wind gentle in touch their blameless, boundless sea ...
crackling flames ... waves less than Firebolt , more sparks soared fiery serpent with a hundred heads, unrestrained and beautiful, like a fire tiger ...
Frigid sand tempered sun touched the body, time flows along the edge of the palm of the hip, knee. Tropical leaves rustling ... someone ... is slowly hiding spots in black clouds Moon , who retired like sugar in coffee ...
Somewhere banging drums , harps play motives Egypt, thoughts , tap top of the pyramid ... dream? not.
Dreaming black manta , beyond the possibility of sight, keen attention can not catch ... Sparks fly uniformly , in the palm of sinking barbed tear , if the sky had the opportunity to cry fire ... Light of the water ... it is impossible such radiance , ray fitting lamp, mystery ... you made Duck ... abyss yawned beneath weakness toe myth seem far underwater rocks , like an oasis lighter coral reef ... let Lumen lighthouse in the cave leading to the bottom , it seems at the heart of the earth, listens to your kind heart Poseidon granting himself to breathe underwater wings ... I feel the air like a bird Just as every cell skin a drop of water in flight over the sea ... we feel immense touch ... magical ... possible?
Swim and get out ... endless source of strength to stir not only heat dimensional as in the dawn, warmed by body heat of the sun ... so relaxing that I want to melt, become ethereal beam susham ... rushing through the land , becoming Praising messenger , meryaya , shadow portraits drawing ... in the desert, awake, canyons around numbered ... evening choir chirps of insects , your ears Fine regards singing horns ... from afar ... Past sweep dust clubs banging dozen feet, fettered heart a little cold, but warm blood sprawling sense of sudden ...
Blade flashed before my eyes fallen star trembled acres of land , something 's getting cold , and maybe this perfume ... ghostly image to place hot coals Mete wander about rita ...
Lilies now possible to find scents , white buds falling snowflakes in the dusky light of stars in the sky burn letters , wind washes their fiery handwriting downpour like the smell of fire and lilies are united in their flavors ... It's about your sight oblivion bestowing it on your soul, thin the threads of the future, like a gentle touch of the sun cheeks, in the heart of spring ... Mane freedom shook reality seems your wrist taken invisible hand , helping to catch the beast constellations speed , passion and unforgettable beauty ... clop ... and leap forward speed ... all blurred into an indistinguishable exit to the tunnel ... roof of a high building, city empty littered with yellow leaves of autumn ... like birds flying past the sun ... swallowtail on fire reflected in bronze water flowing through the land below ... below depths of Poseidon in power lying below canyons deserts ... You felt the warm touch of his hand back in the plane of the air ... was ... how handprint on the glass - the fence of another world in which reigned midnight , here manifested breath ... sparks rip off glass surfaces invisible , like a sparkler ... Volcano erupted as immense boiler ... beach in the moonlight ... splashing water ...
Full Moon ...