Version 1 :

We magic through your thought

Shine, you're made of pine

You slip through the streams of the city

We sleep your mind

How high, how high?

That's right

How high, how high?

Leave your body

You lay the past in a field

When you're outside time

We stand in a plane

This ground is right

How high, how high?

That's right

How high, how high?

Leave your body

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Version 2 :

(As translated by Chimera)

we met you through your thoughts yan,

you're made of high,

you slip through the streams of the city

we slip your mind....

how high how high past life

how high how high, leave your body..........

you leave the past in a field

in the "outside" time.

we stand- in a plane

this ground does rise

how high how high past life?

how high how high leave your body.....................