TOWARDS CHANG’AN

I do not know how we will get out of this war
Maybe as transitional beings, hybrid realities or simply machines
And maybe we won't remember our name
Oh brother, let's get away from this noisy crowd
There are still ships sailing to Byzantium
And caravans moving in silence
Towards Chang'An, towards Chang'an

Bad preachers come screaming from the west side
They talk about nothing to a crowd of lotus eaters
Heroes are chased away, no one can raise the sword
Oh brother, let’s get away from this declining world

Wise kings and warriors lift up new empires
To heaven, to heaven, to heaven

Rivers still flow along the Asian plains
Where the sky begins and ends and begins again
Everything runs with winds and rains
Everything ends at the gates of Chang'an
Just a prospect on the horizon and the wind behind us
Swaying along the changing course of things
And along the Highlands
We follow the phoenix in flight between harmony and perfection
We seek our brothers and sisters
We seek our ourselves in another dimension

Because we are all connected to the Sun
We are Zenith and Nadir, and we are always on the run
Restless souls always looking for something
We are once again on the way to Chang'an

Rivers still flow along the Asian plains
Where the sky begins and ends and begins again
Everything runs with winds and rains
Everything ends at the gates of Chang'an

Rivers still flow along the Asian plains
Where the sky begins and ends and begins again
Everything runs with winds and rains
Everything ends at the gates of Chang'an