White paths, winding, secret
From the mountain down to the village
A warm breath, the sun rests
On my shoulders, golden apricot
Beneath my lips trembles an old song
I took the road, heart shared
A pause, brief, before what’s next
Mountains embrace the fragile dawn
I move forward, I move forward
Escorted by mulberry, almond, rose trees
The scent of past lives
Cradles my thoughts
I move forward, I move forward
This old village guides me
Towards the tender invisible
This old village guides me
Again, again
The fragrance spreads
Sweet and vast
Sweet and vast
The shepherd’s flute, a lost lament
A herd descends, blood mingled with azure
Calves and deer, noses lifted, fearful
Breathe in deeply the pure noon
Swarm of swallows, invisible thread
Sing of the rain to come as they pass
I follow, muffled feet, the path
That winds, pulling me far ahead
A stop, two steps,
A long garden opens, time diminishes
I move forward, I move forward
The voices, so ancie
White paths, winding, secret
From the mountain down to the village
A warm breath, the sun rests
On my shoulders, golden apricot
Beneath my lips trembles an old song
I took the road, heart shared
A pause, brief, before what’s next
Mountains embrace the fragile dawn
I move forward, I move forward
Escorted by mulberry, almond, rose trees
The scent of past lives
Cradles my thoughts
I move forward, I move forward
This old village guides me
Towards the tender invisible
This old village guides me
Again, again
The fragrance spreads
Sweet and vast
Sweet and vast
The shepherd’s flute, a lost lament
A herd descends, blood mingled with azure
Calves and deer, noses lifted, fearful
Breathe in deeply the pure noon
Swarm of swallows, invisible thread
Sing of the rain to come as they pass
I follow, muffled feet, the path
That winds, pulling me far ahead
A stop, two steps,
A long garden opens, time diminishes
I move forward, I move forward
The voices, so ancie