HYMN TO A MASTERPIECE
THE FAUN'S LABYRINTH
In the deep darkness of a distant time,
where war and silences dance in vain,
a labyrinth stands, mysterious and arcane,
under Ophelia's eyes, her plan is fragile and pure.
Paper flowers, dream creatures,
a faun whispers, guides in the kingdom,
of fairies and shadows, of choices and trials,
in a world that shouts, where love moves.
The boundary stretches between innocence and horror,
a destiny is intertwined, between reality and destinies,
with courage and sweetness, face your path,
hope is the light, even in the darkest destiny.
Every test overcome, every choice that weighs,
is a journey of growth, an ignited soul. I
in a realm of wonder, where everything is possible,
“Pan's Labyrinth” is an unspeakable song.
So in memory, between tears and dreams,
beauty persists, between ghosts and needs.
And Ophelia dances, free and strong,
in the eternal labyrinth, beyond death.
