Powers Of The Sun

Some of our dreams, my queen,
lead to mountains, pave the way to the stars.
But none of them is as great
as the water from the spring of your almighty love,
callin’ from the golden shore,
bright with the happy more.

My hands are strong and your breasts are soft,
your eyes are doors to the unfathomed god.
The truth of love is shakin’ the ground.
The way of tomorrow shines on your brow.
We are the glory of the rising dawn.
We are heroes, strong and unbound.
Our souls are powers of the sun.

Some of our dreams, my queen,
lead to mountains, pave the way to the heart.
But none of them is as great
as the power from the spring of your almighty laugh,
shockin’ with the golden core,
bright with the mighty lord.

Our lovemakin’ is excessive and strong,
wild is our fire, healin’ and warm.
The truth of love is conquerin’ all.
The way of love is equal to the goal.
The glory of love ends death, the original fall.
We are experts of the new earth to be born.
Our souls are suns and powers of the morn.

Lyrics & Music: Michel Montecrossa, © Mira Sound Germany