The Path

On path under moon I met with my friend,
She had long black hair and magical voice.
Together we’re going all folks and the land,
I’m happy that with her made our choice.
And moon’s in sky shining the dangerous way,
The dragon is flaming on mountains back ground,
And other world’s our a beautiful game
Here we with my friend are only one sound.

We’re listening castles and towns of folks;
I’m bear, she’s fairy with mask of the fox.
Guitar and my flute are oath of heart,
And spring of the love is Amour-work and craft. 

On path under sun we’re going on sand
Through deserts and miracles of tired mind.
With strong we are singing and loyal I can
Play on ancient flute, can’t afraid bright of light.
And caravan’s coming to sounds of game
And music is saving all souls everywhere.
By the end that was waiting we’re happy that came
On path under moon with my favourite lady.

We’re listening castles and towns of folks;
I’m bear, she’s  lady with mask of the fox.
Flute and guitar are oath of the soul,
And spring of the love is a Cupido’s blow.

We traveled so long without the task,
We’re searching each over in wonder of eyes.
And path under stars has not itself end,
And silver is making fortune of long lines.
The circle repeats the time of the way
And years how sand flowing through time-river
Again coming dream; we’re meeting new day.
I’m bear, she’s fairy – together are singer.

We’re listening Winter and Autumn of folks;
I’m flute, she’s guitar with string of the storms.
Bear and lady are oath of years,
And spring of the love is a road of days.