Текст песни
Passing traffic lights
In the city of deserts I create
Isn't this a miracle?
My thoughts are shining bright
And they just can't wait
To fill your receptacle
I'm with him mentally
My soul is free in love
Free from arguments
We dream …
And in a dream you and I soar
Over continents
Aren't we connected?
Hundreds of threads through bodies
Vibrations, phrases...
We were all elected …
People built roads
On the desert islands of the Earth
Building is better than breaking
Muses and Creators
Every day they create a new world
Where abundance is king
How shallow we are …
When we take it all for ourselves
Killing the pulse POLS of the Universe!
Become a drop of warmth
And it will flow through the cells
Be an endless source
Aren't we connected?
Hundreds of threads through bodies
Vibrations, phrases...
We were all elected …
Flows through our DNA
This is earthly balance
This is no ordinary game
Mother Galaxy
