Paraselene (Instrumental)

When the daylights of the sun fall and vanish
New rays arise and light-up our mind
The skies wake-up in a new reassuring glow
Now we fall asleep above the night
Rocked by the cold heat of the halo
We dream of this ephemeral instant
It's at this moment that the souls of mortals
Rise in the near heavens to dance around the moonlight
We caress the clouds, touch the fireflies, then we strike the falling stars
When night gives way to day, the spirit of souls comes down and goes out
They join their coating. The time belongs to the souls of the night
Those who take advantage of their brain dream
To escape and dance above the blue clouds
This luminous circular dance is formed by the movement of their weak shape
It's at this moment that the souls of mortals
Rise in the near heavens, to dance around the moonlight
Under the blaze, above the infinite darkness, follow their way
We'll find Paraselene



Credits
Writer(s): Benoît Dal
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