he comes down from the mountains
and like a silent river
brings together all the things
and with his big silver eyes
he shines light upon my face
i see him coming down a dirt road
riding the wind on a wild horse
he brings his thoughts to me
is this the time to come back to you?
is this the time to be in your arms?
is this the time to see the moon rise?
is this the time to look into your eyes?
she comes down like a big star
lighting up the dark night
warming the earth on which she lays
like a gentle fire that doesn't burn
dries up my lonely cry
so we're both under the same sky
is this the time of being one?
so as to be a single breath
is this the time to look into your eyes?
and see your soul rise with the sun
is this the time to hold our hands
going with the wind as we run?
is this the time to come back to you?
is this the time to be in your arms?
is this the time to see the moon fall?
till we'll see the final dawn

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