We are far from the truth
In the midst of mystery
So confidently
We are far from our sun
From the light in which we are born
Immaculate
We are far from our motherland
Land of whispers and fires
And butterflies with broken wings
We are far from being complete
Plugged into our dreams
Full of electricity and fascination
We are far from being human
Inviting the beast and the faun
To our banquet, always
We are far from dancing freely
Lost in the knots
Of our hopeless rope
Let us be
Let us rise
Let us climb
The mountains high
Let us shimmer
Let us shine
As if we were stars
Burning the wood of love