paroles de chanson Ребёнок и шаман - Butterfly Temple
Words
of
a
Child:
I
gaze
with
amazement
At
a
world
without
name
Beneath
cloudy
raiment
From
whence
now
I
came
I
hear
as
the
grass
grows
At
spring's
tender
hand.
My
heart
pumps
green
billows
To
every
stem
A
trouvere
of
a
new
May
In
butterfly's
fane
I'm
a
note
of
the
great
lay
Composed
by
the
main
Song
of
a
Shaman:
A
theme
that
is
profound
I
play
at
my
ease
When
wandering
spellbound
In
ecstatic
bliss
I
dance
like
a
moth
with
my
senses
numb
As
did
my
feet
in
ancient
times
To
a
million
souls
primeval
rhymes
That
from
the
inside
beat
my
drum
They
see
just
a
shape
caught
in
fire-lit
spree
A
wondrous
image
in
essence
nude
And
envy
this
godlike
solitude
(They,
who)
endowed
with
gift
of
saying
'we'
Of
nature
unspoken
we
share
different
shapes
Of
stellar
sonata,
of
nightingale's
staves
Yet
face
of
each
other
we
cannot
descry
This
'Mirour
de
l'Omme'
lies
before
our
eyes!
Song
of
a
Shaman:
A
paradox's
door-man
A
shepherd
of
dawn
With
my
hands
I'm
warming
The
fiery
glow
They
attribute
me
wonders
Of
ignorance's
van
Forsaking
The
Marvel
The
one
that
is
Man
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