Rapid as the rush of clouds over my head Rabid as the cold air sliding in garments, secretly Whims of fortune, winds of sybilline destiny Feeble spring, your opaque sky so deep Bursts of new energy, he's indifferent still
Swept away with the tide Pieces of the wreckage of my life Come along with the tide Golden sand from a dreamlike world to come
March flower pearled of morning dew Greets the faltering rays of dawn Marked on its crown The traces, the yearnings The torment of the latest frost Arcane whispers again unravel one by one And pluck each single chord of my soul In a transient freedom song
So let it stay Let me change Long gone shivers come again What will be What I long to be Out of the night I come
And these times I (just) catch myself Running after and away To what or whom From what or whom None other than myself These times my mind roams free My body's overrun And I still lose my breath Another step away from death
Let it stay Let me change Long gone shivers come again What will be Won't deny my dawning wish Out of the night I'll come Pearled of morning dew Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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