A boomerang is flying through the airs,
it makes vibrating the atmosphere by his strange rotation
For one short moment looking like an eternity Hanging up between sky and earth
The red earth and infinite sky of the great australian plain Far away an unusual music is coming to our ears, the low drone of the didjeridoo, come with the magic hissing back fly
Suddenly, in the sharp sound of the hand which catch it again,
the boomerang is there, perfect in his wood curve, made since millenia and transmitted by Aboriginals people,
As risen from the dreamtime
