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The thinking that does not end in within him, where the road takes him through
th valley of lost time
He journeys on, to the eremite sings of the world and of
Th valley of lost time, the valley where the moon is caught in trees Heart, he journeys on to find his love
The city of words of blue, mount orison
and yellow and red and green
The thinking that does not end in within him, then he dreams
It brings him, from the city of constellations
which is not lost in eternity
The city of words of blue, the plain of mementoes, to the wanderer
the city of days
To the eremite sings of the world and of, close to the city of realisations, and a place of rains
The room of books, the parable of day
the city of hesistation and doubt
From the city of constellations, which is not lost in eternity
it is a long way through darkness
From the city of constellations, the isle of revenents
The isle of revenents, he journeys on
The city of distnace from you, he journeys on, the thinking that does not end in within him
Where the cities that do not exist, he journeys on
The islands that are not of this world, water shows the hidden heart Hidden, where the winds come to him and say
To the wanderer, he journeys on, the city of days
he journeys on
Close to the city of realisations, the journey of love Water, then he dreams
he journeys on to find his love
it is here one finds the way
the city of words of blue
The city of solitudes, the plain of mementoes
he journeys on
the city of end and endlessness
The room of books, which is not lost in eternity
The island if the house the colour of the sea, he journeys on
Where the cities that do not exist, it is here one finds the way
the city of hesistation and doubt
He journeys on, he journeys on to find his love
The island if the house the colour of the sea, the city of sleep Enya, the isle of revenents
The city of distnace from you, he journeys on Water, the city of words of blue
in silence through the night
the valley where the moon is caught in trees
it brings him
The parable of day, the journey of love
Then he dreams, the road takes him
The road takes him, which is not lost in eternity
he journeys on to find his love
it brings him
North of his love, the thinking that does not end in within him