Michael Jackson's words (original English)! ! !

I suggest reading the poem Dancing Dreams written by Mai 1992.

Baidu will have it in a moment.

Extract a few paragraphs:

Consciousness expresses itself through creation.

The world we live in is the dance of the creator.

Dancers come and go in an instant, but the dance continues.

On many occasions, when I dance, I feel touched by something sacred.

At those moments, I felt my spirit soaring and merging with everything that existed. I became a star and a moon. I became a lover and a loved one.

I became the winner and the conquered. I became a master and a slave.

I became a singer and a song. I became the knower and the known.

I continue to dance, and then, this is the eternal dance of creation.

Creator and creation merge into a happy whole.

I kept dancing and dancing until there was only ... the dance. .......

"Consciousness is expressed through creation, and the world we live in is the dance of the creator. Dancers come and go in the spotlight, but the dance stays. "

"In many cases of dancing, I feel that I have touched something sacred. At those moments, my soul flew and became one with everything. I became a star, a moon, a lover and a beloved, a winner and a conquered, a master and a slave, a singer and a song, a knower and a kind of knowledge. "

"I continue to dance, the eternal dance of creation, and the creator and creation merge into complete joy.

"I kept dancing, dancing ... dancing until there was only ... dancing."

Agical subassembly, part 1

There was once a child who was free.

Deep down, he felt the laughter.

Nature's joyful laughter and games

He was not troubled by the idea of the afterlife.

Beauty and love are everything he sees.

He knows that his power is the power of God.

He is so sure that they think he is strange.

This power of innocence, compassion and light

Threaten the priest and create panic

They tried their best to dismantle it.

This mysterious force that they can't control

They tried to destroy it in endless ways.

His simple trust, his infinite happiness.

His invincible armor is a shield of happiness.

Nothing can touch it, no venom, no hiss.

The child has been in a state of elegance.

He is not limited by time or place.

In colorful dreams, he frolics.

While playing his role, he stayed forever.

Here comes the fortune-teller, who has told his fortune.

Some are fierce, some are bold.

Condemn this child, this confusing creature.

He has nothing in common with other people in the world.

Is he real? He is so strange.

His unpredictable nature does not know the scope.

He puzzles us. Is he straight?

What is his fate? What is his fate?

When they are whispering and plotting.

Bore him with endless rumors

The miracle of killing him, stepping on him.

Burn his courage and fuel his fear.

The child is still pure and sincere.

All he wants is mountains.

Colour the clouds and paint the sky.

Beyond these boundaries, he wants to fly.

In nature's plan, you will never die.

Don't stop this child, he is the father of mankind.

Don't get in his way, he is part of the plan.

I am the child, but so are you.

You just forgot, you just lost the clue.

There is a prophet in your heart.

Between his thoughts, he could hear.

A simple but unusually clear melody

The music of life is so precious, so precious.

If you can know for a moment

This spark of creation, this exquisite light

You will come and dance with me.

Light the fire so that we can see it.

All the children on earth.

Weave their magic and give them new life.

Go to a free world without pain

Happy world, more rational.

Deep down, you know it's true

Find that kid. He's hidden in your heart.

Magical child

Once upon a time, there was a very free child.

There is a smile inside him.

It's natural laughter and games.

He won't be bothered by future thoughts.

All he sees now is beauty and love.

He knows that his strength is the strength of God.

He is sure that others will call him strange.

These forces of innocence, compassion and light

Threaten monks and cause panic

They tried their best to cancel it.

This mysterious force is beyond their control.

They tried every means to destroy it.

His pure faith, his infinite happiness.

His invincible armor was blessed by God.

Don't touch anything, don't poison, don't shh.

The child is always blessed.

Not limited by time or space.

He enjoyed himself in colorful dreams.

When he performs his duties, he will stay in the world forever.

The prophet came to predict his future.

Some are fierce, others are bold and unrestrained.

Announce this child, this annoying guy

Unlike other parts of the world.

Is he real? Such a strange person

His unpredictability is infinite.

Is it normal for him to confuse me so much?

What is his fate? What was his ending?

When they were whispering to each other.

The endless rumors bored him with the plan.

The miracle of murdering him, trample on it.

Burn his courage and ignite his fear.

The child is still pure and sincere.

He just wants to be on a par with this mountain.

Paint clouds and paint the sky.

Cross the border, just want to fly

In the creator's plan, he will never die.

Don't stop this child, he is everyone's father.

Get out of his way. He's part of God's plan.

I am a child, but so are you.

You just forgot. You just lost the clue.

You have a prophet in your heart.

He can hear it in his head.

A simple but unusually clear melody

It is the note of life, so precious, so precious.

If you can watch it for a while.

The light of the universe, this intense heat

You're coming to dance with me.

Light this fire, and we see

All the children on earth.

Weaving their magic and giving birth to a baby.

Free and painless earth

A healthier and happier world

Deep down, you believe all this.

Just find the child, the child hidden in your life.

Without my wings

It was August and I looked up at the sky. I covered my eyes with one hand and recognized a falcon soaring in the hot rotating airflow. It circled higher and higher until it disappeared with a terrible scream. I suddenly feel left behind. "Why did you grow wings without me?" I mourn. Then my spirit said, "the falcon's way is not the only way." Your mind is as free as any bird. " So I closed my eyes, and my spirit took off, hovering as high as a falcon, and then flying higher, so that I could look down on the whole earth. But something is wrong. Why do I feel so cold and lonely? "Without me, you have grown wings," my heart said. "What good is freedom without love?" So I quietly went to the bed of a sick child and sang him a lullaby. He fell asleep with a smile. My heart took off and joined my soul. It circled over the earth. I am free and full of love, but something is wrong. "Without me, you have grown wings," my body said. "Your flight is just imagination." Therefore, I consulted the books I neglected before and read the saints of all ages, who are actually demons. In India, Persia, China and Spain (even in L.A.! ), the power of the spirit has been reached, not only into the heart, but into every cell of the body. "It's like being carried into the air by a giant eagle," said Santa Teresa. "My ecstasy took me into the air." I began to believe this amazing feat, and I didn't feel left behind for the first time. I am a falcon, a child and a saint. In my eyes, their lives become sacred, and the truth comes out: when all life is regarded as sacred, everyone will grow wings.

Born without my wings

In August, I looked at the sky and covered my eyes with one hand. I pretended to be a falcon hovering on the hot vortex, flying higher and higher, and finally disappeared with an earth-shattering cry.

For a moment, I felt abandoned. "Why can you have wings without me?" I grieve, but my soul says, "the falcon way is not the only way." Your mind can be as free as any bird. " So I close my eyes and let my soul fly like a falcon, so that I can overlook the whole world. However, the problem came out. Why do I feel so cold and lonely?

"You have wings without me," my heart said. "What's the use of freedom without love?" So I quietly came to the sick child's bedside and sang a hypnotic song for him; He fell asleep with a smile, and then my heart took off to meet my soul as it flew around the earth. Now I am free and have love, but there are still problems.

"You gave birth to wings without me," my body said. "Your flight is like an elephant." So I went to find books that I had neglected before and read the deeds of saints who really flew in every era. In India, in Persia, in China and Spain (even L.A.! ), the power of the soul not only reached the heart, but even reached the cells of every body. "It's like being carried by a giant eagle," said Santa Teresa. "My ecstasy took me to the sky."

I began to believe in this amazing achievement. For the first time, I no longer feel forgotten; I am a falcon, but also a child and a saint. In my eyes, their lives are noble, and the truth is so profound in my heart: when all life is regarded as sacred, nothing will grow wings without me.

Earth (Michael Jackson)

Earth, my home, my place

An erratic anomaly in the universe.

Earth, you just

Drift by, a cloud of dust

A small globe about to break.

A piece of metal destined to rust.

A little substance in the void of the unconscious.

A lonely spaceship, a huge asteroid.

Cold as a colorless rock.

Stick them together with a little glue.

My intuition tells me that this is not true.

You are my sweetheart, gentle and melancholy.

Do you care? Do you have a role?

In my deepest feelings

The breeze is gentle, caressing and whole.

Accompanied by music, haunting my soul.

In my veins, I feel mysterious.

Corridor of time, books of history

The song of life throbs in my blood.

Dance to the rhythm of tides and floods

Your clouds, your electric storms.

It's my own form of violent storm

I licked salt, bitter and sweet.

Every encounter, passion, heat

Your colorful colors, your fragrance and your taste.

Excite my senses beyond all haste.

In your beauty, I know how to

Eternal happiness, at this moment

Earth, you just

Drift by, a cloud of dust

A small globe about to break.

A piece of metal destined to rust.

A little substance in the void of the unconscious.

A lonely spaceship, a huge asteroid.

Cold as a colorless rock.

Stick them together with a little glue.

My intuition tells me that this is not true.

You are my sweetheart, gentle and melancholy.

Do you care? Do you have a role?

In my deepest feelings

The breeze is gentle, caressing and whole.

Accompanied by music, haunting my soul.

The earth is gentle and blue.

I love you with all my heart.

Earth planet

The earth, my home, my residence.

The vagaries of the universe and the ocean.

Earth, you just

A cloud of dust floated by.

A ball about to burst.

A piece of metal destined to rust.

A little substance in the unintentional void

A lonely spaceship, a giant asteroid.

Cold as a colorless stone.

Stick together with glue

Something tells me that this statement is not true.

You are my sweetheart, gentle and sad.

Do you mind letting me have a part of you?

Deep in my heart

The gentleness of the wind caressing

And the vitality of music haunts my heart.

I feel it in my blood.

The mystery of time corridor, the classic of history

The song of life dances in my blood.

Dance to the rhythm of tides and floods

Your hazy clouds, exciting storms

This is the wild wind and rain in my heart

I have tasted salty, bitter and sweet.

About every encounter, passion and temperature

Your indulgent color, your aroma and taste.

It shocked me more than anything at top speed.

In a flash, in your beauty, I understand.

What is eternal happiness?

Earth, you just

A cloud of dust floated by.

A ball about to burst.

A piece of metal destined to rust.

A little substance in the unintentional void

A lonely spaceship, a giant asteroid.

Cold as a colorless stone.

Stick together with glue

Something tells me that this statement is not true.

You are my sweetheart, gentle and sad.

Do you mind letting me have a part of you?

Deep in my heart

The gentleness of the wind caressing

And the vitality of music haunts my heart.

Earth planet, gentle and sad.

Love you wholeheartedly.