In a starry vortex of time,
Dreams change their colors,
Some of them have come true,
While others have completely vanished,
But, there are the ones that have been attracting us with their strange light
For thousands of years,
And yet they are so elusive, it’s just a dream
That still keeps its secrets.
But the more difficult our goal is to achieve,
The more alluring it is
It makes us believe we can do it,
As if that goal was the only one that mattered…
Still believing in that dream,
Standing on the edge of a cliff,
We’ve been searching for our own path,
Having forgotten about the endless lies
That this terrestrial world
Was only for us, and only because
We can destroy it
For the sake of the dream in just a moment.
And, maybe, it is so silly
To declare that our ultimate goal
Is something like a naïve child's fairytale,
But it is worth living for!
In a starry vortex of time,
In terms of idea development,
History is a strict judge,
But it’s the most reasonable one,
The idea of the City of the Sun
Has been thought about for such a long time
Yet it still hasn’t been realized,
We can only dream about it…
But the more difficult our goal is to achieve,
The harder it beckons
It blinds us with its light
And we are embraced by this wonderful dream.
And, maybe, it is so silly
To declare that our ultimate goal
Is something like a naïve child's fairytale,
But it is worth living for!