Whitin Temptation - Pearls of Light


After the cold darkness,
in the heart of the forest
Where birds are singing,
for the new born sun

In the womb of the leaves,
on the branches of the trees,
lies the treasure of the morning,
the pearls of light

Carried away by the traculence of my world
I got lost in the search for enlightment
The blue rain
Covered my roots and I forgot where I came from

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