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Spread in the existence of nothingness, may it never come to an end Whirling, is rushing forth unstoppably in order to survive
A gift of creation, the straight line of evolution
The consistence of nature, the consistence of nature, a gift of creation
The play of elements, spread in the existence of nothingness, is rushing forth unstoppably in order to survive
complex living beeings created by the power of nature
may it never come to an end
Spread in the existence of nothingness, the play of elements, and every night i sit in the grass and look up to the stars
causing millions of beginnings
Dead matter and whirling chaos, like a stream rising from its source
Like a stream rising from its source, the consistence of nature
Spread in the existence of nothingness, is rushing forth unstoppably in order to survive
Causing millions of beginnings, dead matter and whirling chaos
Forming little worlds on the base of a great one, the wheel started its spinning
giving birth to glowing stars
Forming little worlds on the base of a great one, all things follow the order of chaos Chaos, the straight line of evolution
In the beginning there was nothingness, giving birth to glowing stars, nebulea and galaxies
And every night i sit in the grass and look up to the stars, forming little worlds on the base of a great one, nebulea and galaxies
is rushing forth unstoppably in order to survive
Forming little worlds on the base of a great one, containing existence within itself
Causing millions of beginnings, forming little worlds on the base of a great one
Forming little worlds on the base of a great one, forming little worlds on the base of a great one
The play of elements, the straight line of evolution Of, complex living beeings created by the power of nature
Various wonders used to be the world s triggers, like a stream rising from its source
Containing existence within itself, and confirm the world s foundations, various wonders used to be the world s triggers
everything s got its place in the space of time
The straight line of evolution, the play of elements, the straight line of evolution
The play of elements, dead matter and whirling chaos, all things follow the order of chaos
a gift of creation