Letras: Tuatha De Danann. Trova Di Danú. The Wheel.

Coming with the whistle of the wind
There's a leaf dancing in the air
Floating, rounding, shining,
Laughing it comes
Changing colours
And tearing in front of me

Suddenly it turns into a wild being
That sits on the ground - So quietly
Looking at me... It rises...
So the creature starts to tell me this:

Sometimes when you think
Everything's gone
No lights, reason, love or hope
Everything lost its sense
You feel down and want to leave it all...

Life is an old wheel
You must learn it soon
Wheel of transformation
Everything goes
And has its own purpose...

Sometimes in, but sometimes out
Never stand and still...
New horizons, that's the mysterious wheel
Cycles, roundings, time, birth, death
Chances to try again
That's a secret - Everything is turning

Welcome to this play my friend
Most call it life
You have many ways to pick
But try choose the right
What's right?

Sometimes in, but sometimes out
Never stand and still...
New horizons, that's the mysterious wheel
Cycles, roundings, time, birth, death
Chances to try again
That's a secret - Everything is turning

Night - is the sleep of the sun
Death of out light king
On the next day he rises again
The wheel completes its whole process
"What is alive must die
What dies must be harvested
What is harvested must be seeded
The seeded must rebirth"

Secrets of the Wheel...

Sometimes in, but sometimes out
Never stand and still...
New horizons, that's the mysterious wheel
Cycles, roundings, time, birth, death
Chances to try again
That's a secret - Everything is turning

Sometimes in, but sometimes out
Never stand and still...
New horizons, that's the mysterious wheel
Cycles, roundings, time, birth, death
Chances to try again
That's a secret - Everything is turning

Sometimes in, but sometimes out
Never stand and still...
New horizons, that's the mysterious wheel
Cycles, roundings, time, birth, death
Chances to try again
That's a secret - Everything is turning

Sometimes in, but sometimes out
Never stand and still...
New horizons, that's the mysterious wheel
Cycles, roundings, time, birth, death
Chances to try again
That's a secret - Everything is turning