Finally you were there, spellbound again As a little dreamy conqueress While along heroes' paths, on destiny's stony stand We were hoisting a white flag To stop the fights, no more dead Back to the origins of a promised land Only secular, wise trees could tell If our story was coming to an end For a month we've been so close With nothing but each other's souls And we've made it on our own As always, we hadn't more Uncontaminated reserve built ramps for us Straight to the core of vagueness It was all a postcard, sent by a man with a woman From a country made of Three-quarters of sky and the rest of enchantment For a month we've been so close With nothing but each other's souls And we've made it on our own As always, we hadn't more ♪ Slowly we've been so close With nothing but each other's souls And we've made it on our own As always, we hadn't more ♪ Than ourselves, after all Than ourselves, after all