If I were an angel, one like you,
I’d rise with my wings, soar above all that’s true,
Weightless, I’d float beyond earthly concerns,
I’d find my peace, where my soul forever yearns.
Ah, if only I were an angel, an angel like you.
We would fly to the edge of being,
Beyond space, into the infinite freeing.
We’d soar together, until time’s final breath,
Beyond today, beyond even death.
If I were a god, trapped in eternity’s reign,
You’d be my temptation, my sweetest sin’s gain!
Blinded by reason, consumed by desire,
You’d offer me reasons, setting my soul afire—
Thousands of reasons to forgive my choice,
To forsake immortality and silence its voice.
Just to spend a few mortal years by your side,
To love you endlessly in time’s fleeting tide.
If I were the devil, with power dark and vast,
I’d end the eternal war at last.
From the depths of hell, I’d rise above,
To surrender my soul to the Father of love—
Just for a touch of your soul so pure,
Just for a taste of the warmth you endure.
But I am no angel, no devil, no god,
Born in the past, and to the future a fading facade.
I dwell in the finite, far from forever,
And yet I am timeless, tied to never.
Though it defies reason, a human’s plight,
I need no past, and no future in sight.
Freed from time’s illusion, I see what’s right,
Now, I am ready for the present’s light.
The moment—the end of time’s design.
The moment—the beginning of the divine.
In every moment—that’s where I live,
In a single moment—that’s where I found you,
And in this moment—that’s where I love you.
Ah, my dark angel with wings of black,
What fate will the future still hold in its track?
