I'm back, they're here
in a world
full of surprise.
This world's not enough
to save our souls
and live in lies.

An albedo in full colour,
an imperatrix
under a great gate.
It's 1812 'n orations,
aubade of Earth
in its brand new fate.

(Ode to Joy by Ludwig van Beethoven/Friedrich Schiller, originally sung in the German language)

"Freude schöne Götterfunken,
Tochter aus Elysium,
wir betreten feuertrunken
himmlische' Dein Heiligtum.
Deine Zauber binden wieder,
was die Mode streng geteilt.
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
wo Dein sanfter Flügel weilt."

Should we believe, should we deny?
Is it madness or just a fantasy?

Then all of a sudden
I wake up
and let off steam.
Completely surprised
...what happened...
this was a beautiful dream...