You, you are made of early morning light
of fertile soil and rich ocean's salt
Your feet are firmly grounded in the roots of your land
In your arms are safeness, serenity, heaven
Your bosom is my most desired dreamland
My name has been from eternity in your heart engraven
I am made of silver moonlight
of the rustling leaves in warm Summer night
My feet tread hidden forest streams
The wild flowers are braided in my hair
What I ever desired in all of my dreams:
The time given to us that we could share
People say that day and night can not exist at the same time
That the Sun and Moon are walking on different tracks
But in that early daybreak there is a tiny line
When the Moon and the Sun encounter and for the moment relax
You told me that you do not believe in magic,
but magic is the one that bind us
I know that this is magic from many our past lives.
