Makers of the worlds (Faiseurs de mondes)
traduzione in Inglese
Makers of the worlds
Your ageless eyes
Are penetrating mirrors,
Shaping and beautifying the world
By their reflection.
The edge of the woods, far away
Becomes a moving temple, iridescent,
Celebrating the birth of spring.
And these immense mountains,
Wanting to join the heavens,
Above out heads.
This reality around us,
Is the one you have chosen
And your dreams cover our sphere
With an ideal painting,
Unfolding in the light of your eyes,
At the sound of your voice.