Source language: Engels
the gods have already taught me
not to stay away from the nymph.
they have already taught me
how to say their prayers.
a commission of oracles seems to reapear
in every word you sing.
their eyes look astonished
with the spells you bring.
they have already taught me
to look at the clouds and fly
but they haven't thaught me
how to land my hands upon your dreams.
one single flute note seems to make you sleep
and my words would make,
getting into your soul,
a hundred chimeras wake [up].