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1. Invocatie catre Mama Cosmica




Created by EM ... http://eusuntcelcesunt.blogspot.com/
Music Gheorghe Iovu (Romania)... http://www.gheorgheiovu.ro/

2. Pasarea Paradisului (Bird of Paradice)




Music Peter Sue & Marc
Created by EM ... http://emdobrita.blogspot.com/
The paintings are of visionary artists. Thank you for your art.
http://iasos.com/artists/erial/
http://www.marioduguay.com/
http://getawallpaper.com/c-kagaya-art-1/

Birds of paradise - Peter Sue & Marc (Lyric):

Who are you, who am I?
Is it real, do we touch the sky?
Nothing´s real, all disguise
Said the birds of paradise.
I´m afraid, can´t you see
Tell me where do you carry me?
You will soon realize
Said the birds of paradise.

Chorus:
Flying home, flying home
To the land that you once have known
To the peace that once was true
For a little girl like you.
Flying home, flying home
From a world that is made of stone
Till your heart is light and free
Like it once was meant to be.

How can I go ahead
When my eyes are becoming wet?
Save your tears, dry your eyes
Said the birds of paradise.
But the time´s passing by
Say how long do we have to fly?
Moon will set, sun will rise
Said the birds of paradise.

Chorus:
Flying home, flying home
To the land that you once have known
To the peace that once was true
For a little girl like you.
Flying home, flying home
From a world that is made of stone
Till your heart is light and free
Like it once was meant to be.
(solo flute)
Flying home, flying home
From a world that is made of stone
Till your heart is light and free
Like it once was meant to be.

Hear the sound, see the light
Now I know that our way was right.
Morning sun can make you wise
Said the birds of paradise.
Birds of paradise.
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