It is strange to reflect in the mirrors
They silver is blurred by the longing
Behind the glint of the glass is your fear
To live my whole life by a thread

Wipe the smile off your pale face
Let the winds see the correctness of aspirations
Where there is no beginning there is no end
The road past generations

We are destined to turn with you
The whole World of shadows and start over again
To know Yourself and continue your journey
To those shores where we fate rocked

On the foam waves of life's intrigues
Raising the standards of the truth of knowledge
And the white bird's miraculous verse
We will be carried to the shores of desires

So clear the day from the other side of the glass
where lives a reflection of him
The longing disappeared in the Tao silver
And I longed to know what I stand

So the mirror in your eyes
And I love them with impact
Sorry for that confusion before fear
With the possibility of Love to be called