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ENGLISH LYRICS
Forever FarClosing my eyes of the child Opening eyes of adultery I’ll never see the light For what was it haltering? Meet you on the other side You won’t recognize me Through a dream we did glide You will not analyze me Forever far As my heart’s closing in And the distance’s infinite Walking traces of sin I would never retrieve it In the wild rose of fire Lords of air, lords of spirit In the unknown desire Planting seeds to deceive it In the ambience of deepest, Oddest core of the soul You will step through the tempest And one day you will fall Forever far One day You will fall Sunday, October 30, 2005 Say GoodbyeSay goodbye to those yesterdays All your failures, the bitter ways Time would take it away Say goodbye to those hopes so waste All the lies that you had to taste Let it rest Roads would take you away Miles and miles But there is no return Everything will just take its turn Miles and miles From the sunset to sunrise Everything takes its turn Say goodbye to your former days All the unheard, the useless prayers Even when no one’s on your side Take it off from your ride Miles and miles Everything passes by Let it run, let it fly Miles and miles From the sunset to sunrise Say goodbye to your former life ArchetypesI. Archetype of Love Warm sun above the ocean’s bed you wake in Pearls scattered on the shore… you’re taking Your mother’s hand, her smile Returned to you just for a while The star at night, the silent moon Sweet moment you know she will be here soon… Embrace around your neck before the dawn When you’re assured that you will not be gone… II. Archetype of awakening The deluge outside your windows War breeding the orphans and widows Blood red sunrise, the embryos dead Madman outside got to shoot his head Cornered reality, mom’s wrecking womb Bittersweet dripping from torn honey comb Sickness of dreams, all this tranquillized shit So much understanding… I will never that… III. Archetype of dying within yourself Bedewed with tears, bereft my world I have my bitter wine of sorrow The truth I hear, the pain upholds I hide myself like callow The beauty died, the angel sleeps It shocked me to my heart And I have burnt her tiny wings My wretchedness, my art Decay of sunlight in my eyes These eyes that fade, die out In silence of the starless skies No whisper sigh, no shout Please swallow me up to these depths The depths of darkness weep Her desperate call, her baby steps My languish crests her sleep |
Towards DeflectionI’m where the cere of white lies cold Covers the cedarn lair I’m where the silence can be heard From everywhere Where through a dream another one Comes taking heart away Where every soul is lost and gone Like sinner’s prayer Where standing on my feet I bend Among the winds so cold Letter from nowhere I have sent From my lips with a blowth Away from game of days and nights I’m standing out of time Nobody told me of my rights So what was mine but crime? From trodden path – I knew it well I step out from the dark And hear the sound of morning bell The unknown puts the mark Feel the caress of emptiness It feels like touch of blade The fragile heart calls wilderness And I am not afraid OvernightWhat takes me on my way I wilder? I’m hypnotized by daylight’s pale cold light Around me flowers all have withered And empty houses wait for coming night Displaced from life I wander dry lands The miracles will call me nevermore And hieroglyphs of empty sea sands Foretell the sanctuary of morning woe My guardian angel in the twilight Just let me step out off the dream remained My mind so tired my body’s weakening Let me bereave my heart unclaimed So crystallized and so delirious So calm like sun but cold December rime The ocean waits for me so that I fill it But still I see no enter on the line Like widowed eld like virgin dying Through aeons of tears my path is through that loss In transparence of quiet sighing Into the air my words emboss The locusts sleep in weeds of wasted garden In overnight disguise I fade like rose Retrieve myself from torpor cruel and barren In silent stream of Lethe that I cross… The Language of SlumberWhen you’re ignored When you’re alone in whole the world When you’re preserved From outside everlasting cold I hear your cry I feel it all between the lines In words you hide Suffered for many bitter times… We had a dream The one we cannot still describe From deep within Of our intrinsic inborn vibe Open your eyes The valleys say it to your heart And through the night The shimmers draw the desert’s art In walls of rain Beyond the place and out of time And here’s no pain Forgotten sights and ancient rhyme The subtle speech of creek The song of homeless wind The distant lights who speak The harp of Aeolus sings A shadow of a face Reflection on the floor The ocean’s moonlit lace The opening of door |
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