Текст песни The Galleries Of Time

To climb back up the galleries of time, To melt in this ocean of spirits, To bath in this substance of autumn colors, To be the fœtus in your own stomach To climb back up the galleries Whose walls are made of the spirits of our ancestors, The guardians of time To bath in cosmic matter, the mother, the matrix, the whole To feel the connection, and see the inside outside To see the connection, and feel the outside inside To feel the connection, and see the inside outside To see the connection, and feel the outside inside It's a profound exploration of the human soul, An intimate dialogue with the origin of things, It's a profound exploration of human nature, A bath in the primitive energies Suddenly an internal wave submerges me The storm breaks and I now feel energies of fiery, Active and creative energies Now I know the color of positive energy necessary to influence things I have the spark at the tip of my fingers I can feel it inside my spirit and body To feel the connection, and see the inside outside To see the connection, and feel the outside inside To feel the connection, and see the inside outside To seal the connection, and feel the outside inside It's a profound exploration of the human soul, An intimate dialogue with the origin of things, It's a profound exploration of human nature, A bath in the primitive energies