Translation of the text

I spin and spin and spin around
In a joyful move
Then i dance, then i scream
I laugh, i turn, i cry

I dance, oh i dance
It's Beauty i touch with my own sweat
Forgotten arts revealed but still immortal

Yeah i dance
My shinin' skin under the velvet moon
Naked from them all
My feet over sand and rock
Over snow and clay

And then you dance and you scream
Laughin', Turnin' and Cryin'

Fathers from fathers alike
Through centuries
We are the thunder
Hearts beating out loud
Tight to each other
We are the meadow, we are the jungle
We are the ocean
They dance, they dance, stumble and fall
Come closer to me
Call me from Thy name
Becoming one of them
Suggest me to take-off
Then sing : "come on, eat, become one"
An arc from their mouth to the sky
Shining like diamond eternal

We all know what it is to be hunted
But hell's hunting seasons will end up soon
Then all united through stars at the dead of night

Does all on this planet
Only would be a treatment
to bring us back all together ?
Only here to cure... To cure you... You ?
But did forgiveness wasn't granted to us
as one tunes a wind instrument ?

If we can't vibrate from our new found innocence ;
granted virtuoso remains unaware
If we can't vibrate from this new breed,
It's symphony that we choke,
It's cacophony we sustain
In discordance we'll wrap ourselves...

Through the impossible and the unthinkable lies an issue :
The fire from our measured steps
Illuminates our way
And we as we turned to The Child
Are welcomed in his shelter
Linked to the One
Where their axes fail without target
Up front to an indestructible drop
Love changed into surge
That nothing could ever force
Bursting of transparency
Its firebody conveys the without limit
and proclaims embushes' end
Dissolution of all frontiers
Of all shapes
Real heart from the pure Child
From its decided walk
Come to rise the people
To the final release

So I laugh, i turn, and i cry...

And i spin, and i spin around
And then again...
Can't stop boucing along

Spin, spin
Like Dervishes ?
Ho yes! Just like Dervishes...
I spin and spind around
Pouring indian tears in queues without end...
Inviting me not to be anymore
A slight change of tone
in the sacred chant of the muezzin
A pure and sensitive difference
who carries the idea of the One
And the clear evidence of its almighty

I spin and i dance
From the high top
of their smoothness,
Hums the soft harmonic
from Africa's wised ones...
Resounds the deep yidaki
born for Earth's sake.
And by the warmed seas
of Tibetans' laments...
Like a pure and luminous layout,
profiling sovereign Vacuity,
Made of already sublimated pigmented dust...

... I will walk on the Holy Lands
from all Continents...
My feet will wash all the blood
and the tears which soiled them so much...

I laugh,
i turn,
and i cry...

So i dance, i dance, i dance...

And my hands calling yours...
My glance,
my heart
and my whole body,
all request your Beauty,
Of this Art long forgotten...
but whose echo will remain forever

Let us sing, let us laugh... 'til we melt...
Shall we never die again from the weapons of discord