Angel
By the Sons of Mandrin
Atlantis, or the Giants of the Third Moon
Dorian:
Is this hell, heaven?
Why am I an ant? Noble stranger!
Are you the shower of death?
Ghost of the Angkor temple?
Proud stranger !
The Giant:
Have no fear, Quaternary toddler,
We saw Adam and Eve bite the apple...
..Then digest the immense wisdom,
Digging an ulcer in Love,
Inventing a Lucifer!!!!
Hugues:
Are you the ogre of History
Or King Balthazar?
Noble giant!
Your friends are like the Azure,
Fascinating with a pure gaze
The flow of time.
The giant:
I am neither the ogre nor the king...
I come from the depths of the universe with my brothers...
Last survivors of the Third Moon...
If our looks are like Azure,
It is because we are goodness and wisdom...
You call us God the Father!!
Destiny:
Is this the beginning, the end of a dream?
In my head rises a sap,
Noble é foreigner!
What does this music mean?
Am I still under the Atlantic?
Proud foreigner!
The Giant:
This music?? ?
These are the flutes of serenity,
Whose sweet chant embalms the spirit,
Change your ears into shells!
I have broken the barrel of love!
Let all the races of the Earth drink from it
Before the great silence comes!
[Words: Christian DÃ ©camps - Editions Warner Chappell 1976]

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