The Land of Distant Magic... Прекрасное Далёко

     Calls a voice on me, The Land of Distant Magic,
     Drops of silver, morning dew upon the ground…
     Calls a voice, the journey beckons - just imagine;
     And my mind is a on a merry-go-round.

     The Land of Distant Magic,
     I’m still a little fragile –
     Don’t cruel be or raging,
     Oh, cruel please don’t be.
     From crystal-clear pages
     To Lands of Distant Magic,
     To the Land of Distant Magic
     My heart is taking me…

     Calls a voice on me, The Land of Distant Magic,
     It invites me to the Realm of Wondrous Deeds;
     Calls a voice, demanding strictly, though sagely,
     If today I built tomorrow, indeed…

     The Land of Distant Magic,
     I’m still a little fragile –
     Don’t cruel be or raging,
     Oh, cruel please don’t be.
     From crystal-clear pages
     To Lands of Distant Magic,
     To the Land of Distant Magic
     My heart is taking me…

     Let me swear to be purer and kinder,
     Never leave a friend, if stranded on the rocks…
     Calls a voice, and I’m racing time to find it –
     On this road, yet untraveled up in front…

     The Land of Distant Magic,
     I’m still a little fragile –
     Don’t cruel be or raging,
     Oh, cruel please don’t be.
     From crystal-clear pages
     To Lands of Distant Magic,
     To the Land of Distant Magic
     My heart is taking me…