الكلمات الأصلية
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Path one crossed of pains and ilusions
Morning o f dark of dark dawn
In the night of tomorrow
The wind that blows outside
Blous inside me
Clouds are like a veil
In sublime magic
With the air that inspires
In flight of eagles
A thunder comes
Announcing the arrival of a new age
Should last until the fall of dawning
Path one crossed of pains and ilusions
Morning o f dark of dark dawn
In the night of tomorrow
In the distance of the vastness
I discovered a new being
A being from tomorrow
The being from tomorrow
