A girl with many faces Is walking down the streets One day she is a gambler Another day she is a beast She's a mirror of our nature She's brutal and she's weak Her hurricane can rule the oceans And her smile can melt our hearts She's tiny and she's fragile Inside her slumbering heart But when she's walking down the streets She's like a typhoon in disguise One day she finds a treasure When she's hunting down the line She opens up a closed box Inside her slumbering heart Beneath the waves of passion Beneath the waves of grace She visualizes the invisible She evokes the hidden path She's building a treasure-house A home with thousand eyes Her tower of power Has a stairway to the skies She's cleaning her secrets Let them shine all through the night When she opens her treasure box She visualizes the light In a treasure-house Far beyond the ending of the road In a treasure-house Almost far behind the sun Sun Almost far behind Almost far behind Almost far behind the sun Sun She's sneaking out the backdoor On a cold and windy night She's climbing up the dark hill In search of all her friends They emerge out of the twilight They're talking to the moon They're dancing with the spectres Silently embrace the grace She lives in a treasure-house A home with thousand eyes Her tower of power Has a stairway to the skies She's cleaning her secrets Let them shine all through the night When she opens her treasure box She visualizes the light