Wings of a butterfly inside My spirit revives, I feel The horizon is widening the circle My destiny is in the clouds The Stone Pilgrim kneels Carving his way One grind of sand Every night and every day I believe the Eternity lasts In unreal ocean Which is pervading us Mixing the colours of epochs Hearing the whispers of silence Over the roofs of this town I want to restrain the time Love is a dance of butterfly The Stone Pilgrim kneels Carving his way One grind of sand Every night and every day I believe the Eternity lasts In unreal ocean Which is pervading us Mixing the colours of epochs I ask is the freedom a gift or is it just a punishment for courage of humans mind? Do we find the divinity in Your silence, my God?