White City

The Distant White City"

Somewhere beyond the blue distance, beyond the clouds,

Sleeps in silence the mysterious city of dreams.

White walls in the moon's silver light,

Secrets are kept by these ancient signs.

The distant white city, the call of my soul,

You are the light in the night silence, you are the mystery of all paths.

I fly to you through the winds and the years,

To see your bright gates again.

The streets are like lines of forgotten poems,

The wind whispers legends of happiness and calls.

In every window, there's a reflection of distant lights,

In every step, there's an echo of unfulfilled days.

The distant white city, the call of my soul,

You are the light in the night, you are the mystery of all paths.

I fly to you through the winds and the years,

To see your bright gates again.

Maybe in a dream, maybe in reality,

I will find your path, I will come to you.

Wherever you are, no matter how far away,

Your light guides me through all my sorrows.

The distant white city, the call of my soul,

You are the light in the night, you are the mystery of all paths.

I fly to you through the winds and the years