Where do you come from?
Dear white, white swan.
Have you just arrived, or have you bin hiding all through the night behind the trees and haze?
Will you stay, or soon fly?
Do you have a message to bring? For me. From another side, of something.
Dear white swan.
You messenger between something. Somewhere I can not follow.
Then there was a peculiar tune heard in the wind.
A finely tuned voice was heard whispering … follow the voice of your heart…
and don’t be fooled by chimeras on your way you will be faced.
Be true to your heart and you will find a way to meet and defeat your quests.