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.....................