"The feminine knows the mystery and instinctually feels the peril of
making this mystery conscious. What the heart knows cannot be understood
with the mind. Yet the spiritual path involves the work of bringing
together the inner and outer worlds, living outwardly in harmony with
one's innermost Self."
~ Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee
To Dream is to Transcend Time... ~ Anthony J.W. Benson
The wheels of life keep turning.
Spinning without control;
The wheels of the heart keep yearning.
For the sound of the singing soul.
And nights are full with weeping.
For sins of the past we've sown;
But, tomorrow is ours for the keeping,
Tomorrow the future's shown.
Lift your eyes and see the glory.
Where the circle of life is drawn;
See the never-ending story,
Come with me to the Gates of Dawn.
And whose is the hand who raises
The sun from the heaving sea?
The power that ever amazes '
We look, but never will see?
Who scattered the seeds so life could be,
Who coloured the fields of corn?
Who formed the mould that made me ' me,
Before the world was born?
Lift your eyes and see the glory.
Where the circle of life is drawn;
See the never-ending story,
Come with me to the Gates of Dawn.
Lift your eyes and see the glory.
Where the circle of life is drawn;
See the never-ending story,
Come with me to the Gates of Dawn.
Lift your eyes and see the glory.
Where the circle of life is drawn;
See the never-ending story,
Come with me to the Gates of Dawn
The light of the sun took us strolling
with the treasures of the world lying ahead,
Magic stones as bright as our eyes
lighting a path before us
The peace of the woods was music to our hearts
echoing the sound of the streams,
Autumn leaves - the voice on the wind
as nature is the source of our love
Now the stones are dancing in the sky
while the world is quietly sleeping,
Lovely visions in the secret garden,
of dreams floating all around us
Travelling in this forest like a lost soul
Bright stars of knowledge shining for the king
Travelling in this forest like a lost soul
Bright stones lighting our way
Eyes ever shining with light
Eyes under a secret spell
Dreaming of the jewels in the garden
of wonders that will never be revealed
Now the stones are dancing in the sky
while the world is quietly sleeping,
Lovely visions in the secret garden,
of dreams floating all around us
Lay down your head
And I'll sing you a lullaby
Back to the years
Of loo-li,lai-ley
And I'll sing you to sleep
And I'll sing you tomorrow
Bless you with love
For the road that you go
May you sail fair
To the far fields of fortune
With diamonds and pearls
At your head and your feet
And may you need never
To banish misfortune
May you find kindness
In all that you meet
May there always be angels
To watch over you
To guide you each step of the way
To guard you and keep you
Safe from all harm
Loo-li,loo-li,lai-ley
May you bring love
And may you bring happiness
Be loved in return
To the end of your days
Now fall off to sleep
I'm not meaning to keep you
I'll just sit for awhile
And sing
Loo-li,lai-ley
May there always be angels
To watch over you
To guide you each step of the way
To guard you and keep you
Safe from all harm
Loo-li,loo-li,lai-ley
Loo-li,loo-li,lai-ley
One of the most beautiful children songs I've ever heard! "Прекрасное
далеко" (Wonderful Far-away), the theme song in the five-part Soviet
television miniseries "Guest from the Future" (1985).
Nơi Xa Xăm Huyền Diệu
Tôi nghe thấy giọng nói từ nơi xa xăm huyền diệu Giọng nói trong sương sớm mai Tôi nghe thấy giọng nói và con đường đầy quyến rũ Và đầu tôi quay như thời thơ ấu trên chiếc vòng đu quay
Nơi xa xăm huyền diệu ơi, xin hãy đừng nghiệt ngã với tôi Đừng nghiệt ngã với tôi, xin đừng Từ suối nguồn trong vắt đến nơi xa xăm huyền diệu Tôi bắt đầu cuộc hành trình của mình
Tôi nghe thấy giọng nói từ nơi xa xăm huyền diệu Vẫy gọi tôi tới thiên đường cổ tích Tôi nghe thấy giọng nói hỏi lại tôi rất nghiêm khắc: “Hôm nay bạn đã làm được gì cho ngày mai chưa?”
Tôi xin thề rằng tôi sẽ trở nên tốt và nhân hậu hơn Không bao giờ bỏ bạn bè trong hoạn nạn Tôi nghe thấy giọng nói và tôi vội vã chạy đến với tiếng gọi ấy Theo con đường không có dấu vết để lại.