(michael cretu)
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Earth. a biosphere.
A complex,
Subtly balanced life support system.
Et turtur nidum,
Ubi reponat pullos suos
Altaria tua domine virtutum,
Rex meus, et deus meus
(translation:
And the turtledove a nest
Where it might place it’s young
Your altar of strengths, lord,
My king and my god, )
We are floating over the line
Let us follow our mind
All of our life we’ll wait for the answer
And the question is why
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If we’re following our mind
We can glide into light
No one knows if there’ll be an answer
While we’re morphing thru time
.
We are floating over the line
Let us follow our mind
All of our life we’ll wait for the answer
And the question is why
.
We’re just travellers
In endless space
If we’re following our mind
We can glide into light
.
No one knows if there’ll be an answer
While we’re morphing thru time
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