Thousands of voices use to be heard in distance Tell tales about themselves, the Eternal Story Carried by the Wind - it sounds all around The shell fanfares gust…so lightly. Mysterious Lykorian made drums sound The storm whispers in the tops of the trees It trembles with amazement, everything alive around Even the Sea stayed still at the Moonlight. Dance - be merry - the Depths of Ages The Soul is scorched by the Flame The Flame of beauty and Southern Winds Emeralds of Rains run down the cheeks. The Beam of the Birth illuminated the landscape The chiaroscuro of tones will cares the eyes The Messengers of the Masters will light torches They glow like Stars - the Frost is around. Slowly rejoicings and bustle calm down Lykorian falls asleep - the Storm went to sleep The Sea will wave shortly, even the shells will fall silent And the New Space's shining all around us.