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Takeoff Over the Horizon

Down the aisle where two worlds meet, Separation and fate meet together, And a lonely traveler walks through the fog, Following the call of your heart. He is looking for something that is not in this world, What can fill his soul and heart, And in every note he finds answers, He finds his inspiration in music. And suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, Fate appears to him real, And he understands that every note, It was meant for him alone. Now he understands the meaning of his journey, And in music he finds his true soul, And while the melody continues to sound, He continues his unpredictable path. And at the end of the way, when the last note sounds, He will understand that music is an eternity in sounds, And he will always remain in her arms, Like a star in the sky, like a light in the dark. Light touches, like a gentle breeze, They penetrate into the heart, like breathing in silence, The music sounds like the light singing of birds, And it calls me like the call of the sea in the distance. Subtle notes like paint on canvas, They create pictures like dreams in a dream, They penetrate into the soul like a ray of hope, And fill the world like the light of truth. A creative impulse, like a fire inside, Inspires to life, like a ray of hope, My heart is pounding like the rhythm of life, And I plunge into this world of weightlessness. The melody sounds like a song in the night, And carries me like the waves of the sea, Into this world where there is nothing else, Than beauty, peace of mind and music. A feeling of freedom, like taking off on wings, Inspiration for creativity, like a gift of fate, Music sounds like a way to yourself, And in every note, I feel alive. "Written to the music of Ludovico Einaudi - Passaggio".

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