Over the hill in the temple of clouds
 How many dreams were born under your shelter,
 How many melodies
 So many remedies
 For a better world 

Wind in your leaves reveals the sound,
 Invisible shadows dancing around…
 Your secrets flowing in me, [bad word] me, by me
 Disappearing back into the water.

My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…

I’ m standing by you and [bad word] my skin
 You sail to me the haze of your memories,
 I wish I could heal all of your scars
 And feel my soul swimming back into the water…

My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…

Let me carry your secret sounds
 To my path of sacred stones
 I want to feel my soul floating, breathing, healing …
 And my "primal swirling wings" diving back into the water..

My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…

My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…
 My Polyphonic Tree…