Paroles de Alchemy (Sweetly)

All that fly to the sky Is falling to the ground All that I have here inside Explode from me to out And miracles, gonna realize All the came from number one All these things come back to this And the Moon and the Sun Take the hands and put to sleep, the wind You split, the earth of fire The subtle of dense, sweetly Fly to sky, and falling to the earth To recall the higher and lower