Entreat piosenki

You were like the violin I used to play To play my own songs I wrote in those days I let you be next to me As long as you were thinking like me As long as you were tinking, feeling like me But the viloin began to play its own annoying sounds They lost their m...

Der Verstand macht frei! Everyone is in a line. We are going through places and times. Standstill but moving in ordered chaos. All kind of things we experience at once. We are pilgrims of time. We are part of a current of faith. We are turning the inside to...

You are weeping, tou tremble, you sob, you sweat Numb, you can't run away Sweat, sob, tremble You're scared What are you terrified of? Sleeping under an olive tree You achieved your illumination Voices, shadows What could it possibly be? Don't belive, dont' u...

You said you were not doing it again. Follow the thoughts. Get caught in between. Two poles make you undefined. Is it worth to try again? You are weaving still the same. Composing the opposite. There is something you've done until it collapses and falls down....

The roots of our ID, that strive for perfection, are deep in our imperfection. Hidden passion is building an ideal world. Never to be achieved but we have to resist. is there a combination to decode? A combination of imperfect actions is opening the door to pe...

A face that doesn't define me anymore. I have to leave it where it belongs. It was bringing me questions I had already solved. Transformation of what I mean. Meaningless is just a few words ahead but it's not the same at all. Alteration of emancipation is not...

I'm preparing your place to rest So you can sleep and forget your fear of death To say thanks is too late maybe my tears will wash everything away I'm preparing your place to rest So you can sleep and forget your fear of death My memories are going back to you...

She dries flowers in the middle of The waves It's not sure for whom. Is it mal d' amour? She doesn't like to die but it gives her taste of paradise. She demands it now. To get it now. She enjoys sparkles at night. Her sun is gray and her moon is brown. She is...

Civilization of animal for the last rapid era has led us to misty, disheartened yet prosperous times. We all languish for oblivion. Autocratic narcissists desire to gain immortality to rise us from the earthly dust. We've concocted a story of supreme race unde...

Let's go to the playground. Today we will play between the fires and castles from the sand I expect you'll all come Your lives, please leave them to the neighbours living next door Today we'll play between the fires and will make castles from the sand Running,...

She has lived a wonderful life She had a great father and also a mother She wanted to be perfect and have a perfect life The goal was high but she was prepared to work very hard. She used to go to the concerts and she couldn't understand Why people don't hear...

Ride on the way through the desert of our lives Ride along the way to the point where the sun shines bright. Riding but never get there. Is it allowed just to watch? Catching the balance. Straight to where I want... The destination may be unknown if you presu...

Flags bind up on the lights Along the streets dumb witnesses of stories about human lives, about The history that never dies They can tell us about pride, struggle and fight They carry the pain, hate of people who don't want to understand Pray for peace wishi...

Dolga je pot, celo zhivljenje je za teboj Kje si hodil in kje zivel Solze na licah so se ti zhe utrdile Zakaj se smejati ti odgovoriti ne zna nihche Osamljen tava bog ve kje Komu nosi rozhe she sam ne ve Obupno si ishche bistva, pa vendar si noche priznati nes...

Conscious of worlds. Being in. Melting one into another, into me. In need of a place to hide. The question is above your head. How can you hide the neck from the hands? The mind is confused by senses. No reality is common to all. Open the door! You are going...

I tremble on its ironic jokes. The wrath of decaying corpse is a grotesque end for a tragic comic play. We are insignificant men confronting ourselves with a possible after play. It takes all the meaning from our actions. It's a fact calling in question our a...

Thinking about the moments and things that use to be All that unimportant stupid little things that make my past, Make me and all the people I lived with some are by me or around me, Others somewhere along the way... Forgotten palces, not worth a single hello...

Words! A word, an idea brought into life to be disdain. It's a skill of our tongue. The better you lie the better you are! Words don't give the truth, able to lie on every occasion they find. The better you lie the better you are! Game! A play is not. Smile!...