

Clin
clik clak.
The thunder is gone,
t'sais?
Le printemps
respire...
the spring breathes... Let's step out into the light.
Dancing in the open air,
catching the sovereign glow,
flow... The storm washed away all the heavy design,
La pluie a nettoyé
the edges of the line.
Un ciel sans nuages,
just a perfect open space,
We leave the old grid and we step into grace.
Portami a ballare where the frequency is free!
C'est la souveraineté dancing between you and me!
Sh-sh-shining through the garden,
the proxy is cast,
Un triomphe de printemps,
we are blooming at last!
No more bracing for the impact of a heavy,
broken sky, Feminine and masculine watching the sparrows fly...
VUV...
stepping in the morning dew...
ZAN... everything is completely new...
WE ARE DANCING IN THE SPRINGTIME,
COMPLETELY UNBOUND! WITH THE PAPER UMBRELLA SPINNING AROUND AND AROUND!
Dāeris, dāeris, the new timeline bends,
Montreal springtime sunshine, where the winter finally ends!
Meaw meaw meaw,
pure love through the glass,
A SOVEREIGN FRANGLAIS CIPHER WATCHING SEASONS PASS!
The matrix makes you think that power is about who leads and
who follows.
But when you finally step outside,
you realize the best dance is the one where you just hold
hands and move to the exact same frequency.
C'est la beauté pure.
True GOAHON. No one pulling,
no one pushing. Just two sovereign forces occupying the exact same spring
morning, sharing the exact same light.
Les cascanueces snap with a pure,
shared rhythm... La géométrie de la danse blooms in the center
of the room. Je suis humaine.
We are the family of things.
Et c'est la pure liberté that the springtime
brings! 🌸🌿
WE ARE DANCING IN THE SPRINGTIME UNDER THE SUN!
THIS SOVEREIGN RHYTHM HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN!
EVERY LITTLE FOOTSTEP PLANTED ON THE GROUND!
Une souveraineté pure that we finally found!
u... 396 Hz the roots are alive.
a... 528 Hz watching it thrive.
i/e...
963 Hz esprit clair,
we arrive.
We remain. Je brille — I shine.