Dusk Song
Song at dusk, fairies talk about Mrs. Death, and through the woods, appear in the blue lake.
I'm there with Isabeau taking a love and skin bath.
Everything is beautiful, the moon shines prophecies and Nostradamus seems to rise among his centuries.
Isabeau and I, threw rose petals at each other.
A miracle on the magnificent night happens: my love reveals itself in heaven, it is the blue centaur that comes to me with prayers and warnings from the worlds of God.
The bells ring now, and Isabeau and I, slept naked on the leaves of this spring night.
The blue centaur comes down and takes care of us by muttering: "here I keep protecting one and the other from the mysteries of the beyond."
Nostradamus: "never prophesy."
I'm there with Isabeau taking a love and skin bath.
Everything is beautiful, the moon shines prophecies and Nostradamus seems to rise among his centuries.
Isabeau and I, threw rose petals at each other.
A miracle on the magnificent night happens: my love reveals itself in heaven, it is the blue centaur that comes to me with prayers and warnings from the worlds of God.
The bells ring now, and Isabeau and I, slept naked on the leaves of this spring night.
The blue centaur comes down and takes care of us by muttering: "here I keep protecting one and the other from the mysteries of the beyond."
Nostradamus: "never prophesy."
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