Darzamat. From The Earth To The Stars. Zeneszám

Foul weather behind my window
Fatigue on my eyes
I'm so much afraid of this world
That I thought I would do it now

I lay down upon the clouds of pleasure
And sailed through the sea of immensity
Dancing winds were pushing my foggy chariot
And rain was washing away
Remains of daily thoughts from me


In a dream I meditated
And stagnant I sail from the earth to the stars
From the earth to the stars

For there the cold silence washes me
In a moment o the highest illumination
Takes me away beyond reach
Of all the evil hands