The ship of lonely poets was lost into the falling rain. With the wind of empty words blowing the sails.
We were so used to the silence of the poets That this silence became the soul of darkness. We were so deaf around the silent rhymes That the rhymes were wither’d on the ground. We were so deaf around the silent rhymes That the rhymes were turned to wounds.
The ship of lonely poets was lost into the silent sea. With the wind of lies blowing the dreams. Nobody learned the voices of the poets Because the poets are fools and liars. Nobody sung these rude harsh-sounding rhymes Because the rhymes were a caustic desert. Nobody sought the ship lost in the desert Because the desert is buried in the heart.
The ship of lonely poets was lost into the silent sea. With the wind of empty words blowing the sails. We were so used to the silence of the poets That this silence became the soul of darkness. Nobody learned the voices of the poets Because the poets are fools and liars. Nobody learned the voices of the poets Because their lies reveal the hidden truthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
