Somewhere far from this place there is an enchanted kingdom,

where giant children play with wandering spirits in the square,

and witches give divanatory infusions for old people who die,

and the elders are the advisor of the kings to avoid, to avoid any war

Far from heare in this place there is peace in the shade of the beech trees,

where mushrooms teach us to dance with singing flowers,

where animals are considered masters of life and not food,

and in the sky the stars are the only lights of the night

In this distant place but close in my soul I hear a voice calling me,

he tells me to take the chestnut path and follow the red squirrel,

a child awaits me at the gate of an ancient residence,

he lets me in and tell me he's been waiting for me for 31 years