The Human Soul
Once, at the wave of his wand
All the billows of musical sound followed his will
As the sea was ruled by the prophet of old
The master of music
Once, at the wave of his wand
All the billows of musical sound followed his will
As the sea was ruled by the prophet of old
Now that his hand is relaxed
And his rod has dropped to the ground
The glory of music endures in the depths of the human soul
The master of music
Now that his hand is relaxed
And his rod has dropped to the ground
The glory of music endures in the depths of the human soul
The master of music
El Alma Humana
Una vez, con un gesto de su varita
Todas las olas de sonido musical seguían su voluntad
Como el mar era gobernado por el profeta de antaño
El maestro de la música
Una vez, con un gesto de su varita
Todas las olas de sonido musical seguían su voluntad
Como el mar era gobernado por el profeta de antaño
Ahora que su mano está relajada
Y su vara ha caído al suelo
La gloria de la música perdura en lo más profundo del alma humana
El maestro de la música
Ahora que su mano está relajada
Y su vara ha caído al suelo
La gloria de la música perdura en lo más profundo del alma humana
El maestro de la música