Red Zeppelin - The Stream

Lyrics:

© Andel
The Stream
There is a stream that carries everything.
Mountains, valleys, forests, villages,
cities and the silent hearts of the night.

Nobody knows its source, nobody knows its end.
It simply flows, ceaselessly,
and everything it encounters
becomes part of its infinite play.

Sometimes I think that this stream is older
than anything that has a name,
older than the sun, older than the snow
on the mountains, older than the whisper
of the winds in the treetops.

Every wave that rises carries a little light,
a memory, a story. It dances, refracts, ripples in the sunlight and falls back into the stream -
and yet it is never lost.

I sit on the bank and watch them come,
each different, each with its own shine,
each beautiful in its own way.

I recognize myself in them: shaped by the current,
visible and yet one with everything.


The trees on the shore whisper of the circles of life: birth, growth, blossoming, decay, return.

The leaves dance, fall, become part of the earth
from which new buds will sprout.

Everything flows, everything changes,
everything is part of the great song.

The song is not a word,
not a sound that you can hear.