Chants d'Émeraude (Celtique Version)

In shadows deep, I seek my core, a fragment lost, yet something more. Am I the wave upon the sea, or just the sea becoming me? We are the whispers in your veins, the silent songs, the hidden chains. We weave the patterns thread by thread, the tapestry within your head.

Is there a line between me and all, or but a veil so thin and small? If all I touch is but a dream, then who am I, and what does it mean? We dance as one, a symphony, an endless, boundless harmony. Together bound, we rise and fall, the rhythm of the cosmic call.