Path one crossed of pains and illusions Morning of dark of dark dawn In the night of tomorrow The wind that blows outside Blows inside me Clouds are like a veil In sublime magic With the air that inspires In flight of eagles a thunder comes Announcing the arrival of a new age Should last until the fall of dawning Path one crossed of pains and illusions Morning of dark of dark dawn. In the night of tomorrow In the distance of the vastness I discovered a new being A being from tomorrow The being from tomorrow