Dream I - Compàs
Degrees of Truth
Coal-black eyes, a fiery, deep gaze
A seer in a trance
Then a step, a wave of the hand
A lost love told in her dance
Pure grace and passion
Crimson vaults
Body and soul as one
Weave a whole world in a dance
Take me, I am yours
Clacking heels, a frenzied rhythm
Memories I can’t grasp
A passionate, lighthearted love
Was it mine?
No more reins put on desire
Finally free to dance
A soothing rapture
For this night
To dance my life away
To indulge in blissful trance
Abandon and peace
Moment I would halt
I find you once again
And days of longing seem so far
Until the music fades
And the curtain falls
Warm days of passion
An old dream
Faint echoes of a song
Of sweet abandon I longed for
Won’t have back those days
Lost the will to dance
A dear memory remains
Of crimson vaults to the compàs