Above the Clouds

In the concert hall, the candles go out Silk falls on the shoulders of the chairs The mirrors are filled with peace And the evening breathes with silence Let my soul fly above the clouds Where the light plays with the heavens In the harmony of sounds and pure dreams Where there is no hustle and no emptiness The whispers of the old walls can be heard We have fallen into this captivity Where the melody flows It draws you into the distance Fly my soul above the clouds Where the light plays with the heavens In the harmony of sounds and pure dreams Where there is no hustle and no emptiness Higher and higher to distant worlds To the highest and purest mountains The heart sings in unison with beauty Becoming a serene and bright star Fly my soul above the clouds Where the light plays with the heavens In the harmony of sounds and pure dreams Where there is no hustle and no emptiness Where there is no hustle Where there is no emptiness Soul - fly Soul - fly