The Coast of TimeIn the pink and white golden words Of the day outside the garden of gods Is the hometown of thy soul. Far before the world was born The prehistoric giants in gold Engraved the epic of times to be born To tell thee, from outer skies the city of the giant Will once again come to the coast of time. The Prehistoric GiantsI live in the very eyes of the stone I am the light of the light, The core of the universe. Out of water and fire I emerge Yes, churning water, turning fire. There was a time, in black and white, when The space of the galaxy was resplendent with colours. The world is a book of dreams The city of the future is above the clouds. The prehistoric giants thence I saw They are solemn as mountains Living in the city of gold, transparent in body, Synchronous with the sun and the moon and the stars. The Temple of the GodsOriginal words – A picture of the heart and the spirit A breeze blowing through the silent music That which grows in the palm of your hand The sun, the moon and the stars singing in form God’s bosom, the ups and downs of the earth The river is fragrant sweet nectar of life. Original words are stars in the night sky Shining bright and light upon the soul. Plaiting along the bridge of light Can arrive at the Temple of the Gods. Golden and Transparent When the dainty of dawn lights up your body You shall see the golden country in stone. The Giant is walking in the sky His hand holds aloft a Diamond City. In the garden outside the sky The other one robed in transparent gold; He's smiling at you. And behind him, is a huge palace. Flash of the GiantWhen I walk the City
I shall hold it in my hand. Blowing a breath to make it transparent. So I saw it in the future: The Gem edifice, a flash of the giant. The stars cling to their bodies As if from another universe So I know that the sea will be sweet And the earth will be noble as gold.
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