In my sphere I see that you will arrive
just a few more moons and I will hold you
in your legs too many streets you know it
in your pocket and in your throat the dust
Thirteen slaves in the king's garden
/>they are looking for the sacred flower for you
you have crossed a hundred new cities 
soon the journey will be a sweet destination 
To fly wherever you want
to dream of new realities 
for forget those who live to
prove but who knows what 
You will have a new strength, new realities 
you will have the Refuge, the bridge, the Mask
flying high you will see two snakes
that good and evil are the same reality 
Forgive what you know
for the peace that doesn't exist now
to give yourself to those who live to
demonstrate but who who knows what 
to demonstrate... who knows what!
To fly wherever you want
to dream of new realities 
to forget those who live to
demonstrate but who knows what 
demonstrate... who knows what!

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