Over the Veil of the Blue Clouds

In the desert plains, the spirit 
on the wings of wind. 
It stares above surrounded. 

High there, folding again 
in a continued gestation to grow, 
the first splendours of the star 
will be close to me. 

See the collors in infinite numbers, 
the lights that sparkle the mind's kaleidoscope. 
I am the sun! 

Slowly drowned in an enchanted atmosphere 
that the sunset borrows to the horizon. 
My feelings blow in a flight... 

There'll be things 
deeper than time and distance. 

I feel the pulse of universe, 
dancing by the sound of the music of life. 
Forsaken and cheerful. 
I'm the genius of happiness, 
the wizard of impossible.