Every night the man rises his imaginary stage
In his theatre he becomes actor, spectator of himself
Every night the man rises his imaginary stage
The man is dreaming
I dream to float on my life's surface
I am the stranger who looks inside
I am not the material body
Constructed by the seven elements
I am not the five senses, the hearing, the taste, the olfaction
The touch, the sight
And I am not the sound, the savour, the smell, the matter, the seeing
And I am not the five knowledge elements, the speaking
The movement, the feeling
I am not the five vital breaths
Nether I am the thinking mind
And I am not the memory
Concerning the residual impressions of objects
I am a dreamer, who hates illusions
And this produces the vicious rage I'm not able to refuse
I lost myself in darkness.
In the obscurity I find myself again
I annihilated myself and now I get
Conscience of my power
I burn out and I reborn
I desire and my unconscious satisfies me
I dream to float on my life's surface
I am the stranger who looks inside
I am a dreamer, who hates illusions
compositores: Raffaella Rivarolo
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