Wooden dancer takes me by the hand
I go to touch mystical lips
Small elves
I can hear their whispers
My wooden dancer
Showed me the other side
Golden garden
Through the golden garden
I'm going up the misty mound
When I reach the summit
I can hear a sound
Sound of golden wings
A mystical form
Is raising the crucifix
I am new-born
No, this is not an angel
This is not paradise
The purple flame
Never
This is a garden
Garden of mystical shades
A nightmare cheated the dream
Never
Look!.. Golden roses
I saw the tears of a metal plant
A ray of the sun
Showed me the violet of its upper side
I'm moving on
Looking for the source
I can see the light
Pressing the handle
I'm inside
No, this is not an angel
This is not paradise
The purple flame
Never
This is a garden
Garden of mystical shades
A nightmare cheated the dream
Never