Sitting in lotus in my garden, I'm leaning against my old maple tree.
I close my eyes, my ears, turning off everyday sounds and images.
Complete silence in the dark.

And then the drumbeat goes up. A sound coming  from the very depths.
It's like a dance, a  transe, leading me to the underworld,
to meet my spirit animal.

Like a digger in a gold mine, I am crawling in dark tunnels, 
like Alice in wonderland. I feel I'm reaching my primitive soul...

Finally, creeping out of the cave, I find myself in a meadow at night.
The moon reflects on frozen ground, I see her, moving slowly towards me
in a complete silence.

Sitting still in front of me, her golden eyes are looking into my soul.
No need to talk, no chance of lying ! she knows everything about me.
She is my spirit animal.

When I'm down and out, When anger takes over, When fear strikes my heart,
She comes to bring me peace.

Beyond the rope bridge between dream and real world, She's always watching over me.
like a soul mate