The sky is so clear by angels of the world; speak to my soul.
Bewitched narrow minded of dreams
to make me shiver once again I felt whole!
You slowly pass me,
you slowly look at me,
you slowly speak to me.
Angelic spirit of flee,
speak to thee,
walk me through your path of free,
For I am chosen to run into mothers sea!
I shall be the truth in your heart.
To depart I seek love within eyes art!