Imagine the rocks in reflection of dawn Where spirits of nature and matter are one Mystic place Eternal grace
Mysterious land where human never paced Where goat-legged Pan once was raised The melody he plays the pipe has no yearn This charming land is called the place of no return
The sylphides are dancing around Tree of Life The echoes of rhythms we hear in the night God forlorn Is reborn
The heaven forgotten we have here on earth The place of our death and of our rebirth Mystic place Eternal grace