I sit in the prairie of dreams,
Weaving a necklace of sky.
I know you're not truly mine,
But everything's cold and dry.
To forget, to forget for good,
What the gods themselves once knew.
We tried to grasp the truth,
But somehow, it slipped through.
Feel! What I need, deep inside me...
Feel! What's wild and untamed, free...
Feel! My watercolors of sorrow...
Feel! All my parallels, you follow...
Meridians, meridians,
Like traps, they catch me, again.
On the orbits of celestial lights,
Feel what you wanted tonight.
Parallels, my endless parallels -
The breadth of unknown waves,
From the abyss, melodies swell,
Lifting me to the highest place.
Feel! What I need, deep inside me...
Feel! What's wild and untamed, free...
Feel! My watercolors of sorrow...
Feel! All my parallels, you follow...
Feel!
Feel! What I need, deep inside me...
Feel! What's wild and untamed, free...
Feel! My watercolors of sorrow...
Feel! All my parallels, you follow...