And Lancelot in Brocéliande
In the novel of the Rose
The aligned stones of the heath
We feel something behind things

Behind the music, the dream
In the color, the other colors
In the word, often the lie
I love you

So despite our closed eyes
And our hearts that wear a veil
I would like to see the riders
Looking at the stars

In the silence, the prayer
Behind the prayer, the silence
Just a door that opens in the dream
That's all

So despite our closed eyes
And our hearts that wear a veil
I would like to see the riders
Looking at the stars

There is something hidden behind
There is something hidden
There is something hidden behind
There is something hidden

In the stones, the fire
In the air, in the clear water
In the stones, the fire
The numbers, in the rounds

And I walk alone on the heath
Hoping for a ray from above
But the stones of Stonehenge said nothing
At all

So despite our closed eyes
And our hearts that wear a veil
I would like to see the riders
Looking at the stars

There is something hidden behind
There is something hidden

So despite our closed eyes
I would like to see the riders
Looking at the stars

Hidden behind, hidden behind

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