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25.08.2017

Where Does the Devil Go?

I let the streets flood, I cast fireballs of ember
Just come here, I let you bleed, your fear does me good
I let you simmer in hell, with a thousand bodies full of anguish
 
Yes, the screams get louder
Oh, I find it wonderful
 
My heart beats heavily, I’m bored so I do what I can
There is no light here in hell, I don’t let anyone get past me
 
Where does the devil go when he cries?
Where does the devil go when he screams?
Where does the devil go when he can’t sleep at night?
 
I spread all your lies, toy with you and put you under pressure
Yes, my aftertaste is bitter, oh come here, take a sip
I let the darkness reign and I blind your sight
Oh keep running to doom, to see you won’t catch me here
 
My heart beats heavily, I’m bored so I do what I can
There is no light here in hell, I don’t let anyone get past me
 
Where does the devil go when he cries?
Where does the devil go when he screams?
Where does the devil go when he can’t sleep at night?
 
I can’t bear all that anymore more
I run sleeplessly through the night
But who wants to take me in?
No one here takes care of me
 
Where does the devil go?
Where does the devil go?
 
Where does the devil go when he cries?
Where does the devil go when he screams?
Where does the devil go when he can’t sleep at night?
 
Where does the devil go when he cries?
Where does the devil go when he screams?
Where does the devil go when he can’t sleep at night?
 
I'm not fluent so feel free to correct
Ich bin nicht fließend, Korrekturen sind wilkommen
24.08.2017

Automaton

I've given love the cold shoulder
I am every emotion
I am sheer madness, dark shadow
The perfect illusion
 
I am your longing, your rage
Your ashes, your ember
You must only program me
I am your hope and your worry
Your lust and desire
You must only activate me
 
I am your automaton
For wishes of all kinds
Toss a coin in
Then I can do everything
Press start
I am your automaton
 
I am at clean slate, at fault (*)
Your new religion
I am virtue, your sin
I give you absolution
I am your fear and your taboo
 
Your secret rendezvous
Depend one me for anything (*)
I am your truth, your responsibility
Your lost face
I make you feel life
 
I am your automaton
For wishes of all kinds
Toss a coin in
Then I can do everything
Press start
I am your automaton
 
I am your automaton
For wishes of all kinds
Toss a coin in
Then I can do everything
Press start
I am your automaton
 
22.08.2017

Polar Bear

Polar bear
Polar bear
Cold ice, cold ice
 
Polar bear
 
I'd like to be a polar bear
In the cold polar region
Then I wouldn't have to scream anymore
Everything would be so clear
I'd like to be a polar bear
In the cold polar region
Then I wouldn't have to scream anymore
Everything would be so clear
 
I'd like to be a polar bear
In the cold polar region
Then I wouldn't have to scream anymore
Everything would be so clear
Polar bears must never cry
Polar bears must never cry
 
Polar bears must never cry, never cry
Polar bears must never cry, never cry
Polar bears must never cry, never cry
Polar bears must never cry
 
Polar bear
Oh, polar bear
Polar bear
Oh, polar bear
 
Cold ice, cold ice, polar bear
Cold ice, everything white, polar bear
Cold ice, cold ice, polar bear
No ice, it's getting cold, polar bear
 
I'm not fluent so feel free to correct
Ich bin nicht fließend, Korrekturen sind wilkommen
21.08.2017

Priscilla's Song


Break a path through the scars and rough wounds with your finger
To couple our paths against fate
Open those wounds and heal them once again
Let them form into the pattern of fate
 
You flee my dreams from the early morning deftly
Tart eatberry, sweet lilac
I want to dream of your black curl
Of your violet eyes, that the shadow of tears blears
 
I will follow in Wolf's footprints in the snow
And will reach the daring heart early in the morning
Through the anger and sorrow, that harden rigidly
I will rouse the lips frozen in the wind
 
You flee my dreams from the early morning deftly
Tart eatberry, sweet lilac
I want to dream of your black curl
Of your violet eyes, that the shadow of tears blears
 
I don't know if you're my destiny
Or I am beholden to fate for the flame
When I put attraction into desire
Didn't you fall in love for your own good?
 
You flee my dreams from the early morning deftly
Tart eatberry, sweet lilac
I want to dream of your black curl
Of your violet eyes, that the shadow of tears blears
 
20.08.2017

In a Boat

We live among machine noise
And nothing but fear drives us forward
We are lost, we are damned
The journey costs the mind
 
We're all, all, all, sitting in a boat
We're all sitting in a boat
No SOS, no radio signal, no sonar, distress
We're all sitting in a boat
 
We're all, all, all sitting in a boat
We're all sitting in a boat
All around us a black sea that roars and rages
We're all sitting in a boat
 
Every farewell holds its word
Perhaps we'll never disembark
Who knows how deep the journey will go
It carries us to the edge of madness
 
We're all, all, all sitting in a boat
We're all sitting in a boat
No SOS, no radio signal, no sonar, distress
We're all sitting in a boat
 
We're all, all, all sitting in a boat
We're all sitting in a boat
All around us a black sea that roars and rages
We're all sitting in a boat
 
Who can say where to (where to? Where to?)
When no one knows, where we were (everyone knows, where we were)
When no one knows, who we are (where to? Where to?)
Say, why are we beating the wind?
 
We're all, all, all sitting in a boat
We're all sitting in a boat
No SOS, no radio signal, no sonar, distress
We're all sitting in a boat
 
We're all, all, all sitting in a boat
We're all sitting in a boat
All around us a black sea that roars and rages
We're all sitting in boat
 
I'm not fluent so feel free to correct
Ich bin nicht fließend, Korrekturen sind wilkommen
20.08.2017

Storm Voyage

The sky falls, a storm descends
Pluck up your courage, believe in yourself
It goes on
Nothing tastes as good as danger
Willed by god, so merciless
Order: machine clear!
 
A last salute, a last glance
There is no going back from this journey
 
You want it too
What's still holding you back
Who can resist
When we're going on the storm voyage
Full steam ahead
Into the downfall
Don't say goodbye
Let's go on the storm voyage
 
Hear the signal, get ready
Hunt the hurricane, come, let's travel
It's time
The waves break and the world sinks
So terrible, beautifully relentless
The sea that devours us
 
A last salute, a last glance
There is no going back from this journey
 
You want it too
What's still holding you back
Who can resist
When we're going on the storm voyage
Full steam ahead
Into the downfall
Don't say goodbye
Let's go on the storm voyage
 
Machine stamps
Machine fights
Machine glows
Machine burns
 
You want it too
What's still holding you back
Who can resist
When we're going on the storm voyage
Full steam ahead
Into the downfall
Don't say goodbye
Let's go on the storm voyage
 
Let's, let's
Let's go on the storm voyage!
Let's, let's
Let's go on the storm voyage!
 
I'm not fluent so feel free to correct
Ich bin nicht fließend, Korrekturen sind wilkommen
20.08.2017

The Madness

Hello, hello is anyone there?
Where are all the voices coming from?
What's creeping up from behind?
Something that I can't see
 
Hello, hello what's wrong?
I am so small, the fear so big
How am I supposed to survive that?
I can't even go to the doctor
 
I don't know who I am
The madness
Why, why, where to?
The madness
Who knows what's eating through my soul
 
Is that the ordinary madness?
Madness
Madness
What kind of madness
The ordinary madness
 
Hello, hello is anyone there?
The body numb, the breath heavy
My nerves lie bare
Suddenly everything makes me sick
 
Hello, hello can you hear me?
I'm suffering here so pathetically
How am I supposed to survive that?
How can that work without pills?
 
I don't know who I am
The madness
Why, why, where to?
The madness
Who knows what's eating through my soul
 
Is that the ordinary madness?
Madness
I can't get out of here
Madness
When will it finally end?
 
I don't know who I am
The madness
Why, why, where to?
The madness
Who knows what's eating through my soul
 
Is that the ordinary madness?
What kind of madness
Madness
What kind of madness
The ordinary madness
 
I'm not fluent so feel free to correct
Ich bin nicht fließend, Korrekturen sind wilkommen
20.08.2017

Better

You are the dagger in my chest
You are the anger in my stomach
You are the hate that gnaws at me
The endless misery that plagues me
 
You are the lie of my life
You will never steal my mind from me again
You have extinguished and incinerated
The last shred of honour
 
You're no good for me
I don't feel sorry for you
 
It's better if you leave
Better if you leave now
You are everything that makes me sick, that destroys and ruins me
It's better if you leave
Better if you leave now
I pack you with your suitcase full of lies in front of the door
It's better if you leave
Better if you get
Out of my way
 
You are the hole in my head
You are the fist in my face
You are a curse, bitter like poison
Like an ulcer that consumes me
 
You are the lie of my life
You have tortured me for long enough
You have no consideration
You cause casulties
But your days are numbered
 
You're no good for me
I don't feel sorry for you
 
It's better if you leave
Better if you leave now
You are everything that makes me sick, that destroys and ruins me
It's better if you leave
Better if you leave now
I pack you with your suitcase full of lies in front of the door
It's better if you leave
Better if you get
(Out of my way, out of my way)
 
Don't get too close, stay away from me, don't touch me
You've got more to lose here
You're no longer wanted here, you won't be missed here
You have lost nothing more here
There is no place here for you anymore
 
It's better if you leave
Better if you leave now
You are everything that makes me sick, that destroys and ruins me
It's better if you leave
Better if you leave now
I pack you with your suitcase full of lies in front of the door
It's better if you leave...
Better if you get
Out of my way
 
I'm not fluent so feel free to correct
Ich bin nicht fließend, Korrekturen sind wilkommen
18.08.2017

Only a sound and conscious lust can save the youngsters from stress and Catholic Action.

Only a sound and conscious lust
Can save the youngsters
From stress and Catholic Action1.
 
Only a sound and conscious lust
Can save the youngsters
From advertisements and Catholic Action.
 
I'd like to do what is not allowed,
But [in order to make that possible] you should't tell me
- As always - yes:
[This is] because for me the bride
Is like a rose.
What sex had become [now]:
I don't like it.
 
Only a sound and conscious lust
Can save the youngsters
From stress and Catholic Action.
 
Only a sound and conscious lust
Can save the youngsters
From advertisements and Catholic Action.
 
I'd like to tell you
What you don't like [to hear]:
'I miss you', 'I miss you', 'I miss you':
But not like that.
There are new things
[For us] to discover
With a little bit of fantasy
And Immagination.
 
And you deny, deny yourself but then you hit that:
'Oh, I didn't want [to do] it'.
See, at the end you hit that:
'Oh, I didn't want [to do] it, I didn't want it.'
 
Only a sound and conscious lust
Can save the youngsters
From stress and Catholic Action.
 
Only a sound and conscious lust
Can save the youngsters
From advertisements and Catholic Action.
 
16.08.2017

Imagination's Got Wings

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That's what I've always wanted
To go out dancing with you
On some Saturday night
And today it's going to happen
 
I'll wear for you my new dress
And feel like tenderness
The dreams fly through space and time
 
Imagination's got wings
Carrying me to you
When my heart lands there
Then I will belong to you
Everybody needs imagination
Sooner or later
And what would life be with out it?
 
The light will go out right away
Come, dance once again with me
Hold me fast once more in your arms
I want to sense you close to me
 
I can't be alone today
I need much more than daydreaming
I know heaven will forgive me
 
Imagination's got wings
Carrying me to you
When my heart lands there
Then I will belong to you
Everybody needs imagination
Sooner or later
And what would life be with out it?
 
Imagination's got wings
Carrying me to you
When my heart lands there
Then I will belong to you
Everybody needs imagination
Sooner or later
And what would life be with out it?
And what would life be with out it?
 
Please alert me when spelling, print or other inconsistencies are spotted. When spotting them myself I tend to lapse into a *#@%* mood!
11.08.2017

Fly high (날아올라)

Fly high yeah yeah
Fly high
Let’s get it started
 
At the end of the darkness
It feels like you’re looking at me
You keep shaking me up
I’m lost in your dreams
(Fake it Brake it)
Like I’m trapped in forgotten time
I’m trapped
In this night
A dangerous rainbow is engraved
 
It’s like a big black hole in my heart
I’m trapped in the dream
If only I could stop time
 
I can fake it, fly high
Colored with the seven lights
So every night, I can fall asleep next to you forever
(Can’t live without you)
I can make it, come closer
Take all of my dreams
I’ll quietly hide inside and take you away
 
Fly high
Let’s get it started
 
I close my eyes but you keep getting clearer, Something pulls me
The more you try to escape, the more I want you
I can’t ever stop
(Fake it Brake it)
 
Like a thorny rose
You can’t escape
A dangerous rainbow appears
On the other side of the mirror
 
It’s like a big black hole in my heart
I’m trapped in the dream
If only I could stop time
 
I can fake it, fly high
Colored with the seven lights
So every night, I can fall asleep next to you forever
(Can’t live without you)
I can make it, come closer
Take all of my dreams
I’ll quietly hide inside and take you away
 
Even your lost dreams are at the tip of my cold fingers
Come into my dream without anyone knowing
You can’t escape
 
I can fake it, don’t stop
Don’t try to get away from me
You can’t fall asleep forever in this dream
I can make it, fly high
Take away all my pain
I’ll quietly hide inside and take you away
 
It’s like a big black hole in my heart
I’m trapped in the nightmare
 
11.08.2017

The extra

A jewel for me
is the taste of your kisses
they fall by their weight
but they don't reach the goal
and you prefer to presume
oh having me as prisioner.
 
I'm convinced that
your eyes glow of seeing me
and I can't convince myself
because you said to me yesterday
that there will be a first time
luckily tomorrow
 
I want without offending
to say that you're excited
your heart throbs
just by supposing
that I'll ask you again
to give me the extra.
 
I'm not pretencious, dear
but because you hurt me
I carry a spine
that folds my heart
if the extra is the illusion
of all my life.
 
Sometimes I think
that you play the resistant
my begging has no entrance
you act like you didn't listen
that in the final route
the extra is nothing
 
In order to slow down
and understand I don't lie
oaths from my lips
you maybe have to hear
or else I'll have to wait
till the marriage.
 
I don't understand why
your heart slips from me
and your mouth kills me
when you say no
that besides of the heart
I ask you the extra
 
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11.08.2017

Red mouth

If you are like I imagine you
I have no way to scape
Your body is like a whirlwind
And there's no spell that can save me
If you are like I sense you
I'm lost in this story
Because I suspect that you are
Of honey outside and of fire inside
 
Red mouth, crazy mouth
Red mouth spring of kisses
Sweet kisses run off
And hold me prisioner by desiring you
 
Red mouth you tease me
And suddenly I feel like dying
It seems to me that mouth
Is at one step of saying I love you
 
If you are like I dreamed you
I'm defeated beforehand
And without putting conditions
Happily defeated I give in to your hands
 
So beautiful, so sweet
Simply incomparable
 
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11.08.2017

Dangerous thing

I'll have enough just from your mouth, to hear I love you
and from the distance to the infinite I'll find you
on each oscillating motion of a sad autumn
I'll see all the summer slipping over my skin
 
I'll have enough just with an I love you from your mouth
to scape in the sky to a new dimension
so to accept that only myself understands this crazyness
and nobody else reveals the incledible of this love.
 
But look what a funny thing is my illusion
here I am releasing dreams and hopes to the winds
but look what a dangerous thing is your love
you leave it to fate and you gamble with my feelings.
 
The river goes taking the caresses of your hands
and the air that moment when we invented the passion
there's no true witness who describes with words
the kiss that causes my stray temptation
 
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10.08.2017

Red Hot

Love me, don't save desires for later
Passion is born in the soul and sprouts in the skin
Touch me, only desire will make you a woman
Fear will call at your feet with the clothes.
With its love yell your shyness puts me on heat
Dear, I want to be your first time.
The trembling, the old fears of childhood
Take me, tenderness will know what to do
Sins of illusion, may heaven forgive your nudity
Pain will bloom in the branches.
Kiss me, I feel your breath burning me
Again till burning all my self
But don't wait because fire becomes smoke in the morning
Oh darling, my body is red hot.
 
Love me, even if oblivion comes after
God knows one gives in only once
Lay down, let the hands weave the net
Let love take us inside looking for the honey
Like a light honeycomb, naked morning, I'll lay you down
Under the sun enjoyment is in excess over the skin.
I drank you but the thirst remained in the mouth
I'll be back, I feel your steps looking for me
Colorless ember that burns again in the embers
I'll fly burnt and free like a paper
Kiss me, I feel your breath burning me
Again till burning all my self
But don't wait because fire becomes smoke in the morning
Oh darling, my body is red hot.
 
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09.08.2017

Book worm


You sit home all day, watching your monitor.
You stream videos about cats, you enlarge your horizon.
Your Mom will come from her workshift and bring you some food.
I'd like to be like you, but sorry, I can't.
I work in a library.
I work in a library.
I work in a library as a loader.
 
Your girlfriend doesn't know she dates you.
You sit with your brows knitted, and your beard grows.
Your Dad worked the entire year to buy you an iPhone.
On his own factory, so that you kept your style.
And I work in a library.
I work in a library.
I work in a library as a loader.
 
You can't get up from your chair, your life is a continuous blank space.
Your hands are not for boredom, but for very important things.
You ride a tank, you clearly know what costs what.
In general, you are a normal guy, in your life everything's great.
And I work in a library.
I work in a library.
I work in a library as a loader.
 
For three thousand rubles!
I work with books!
I'm officially employed!
I'm in the labor union!
I make tax deductions!
Once a year I leave for a holiday in Kislovodsk!
This is the work of my dreams!
 
06.08.2017

The Birth of Futurism

An artist in the canvas trousers once
By pure chance sat down on color palette,
Then jumped, confused, not feeling lucky bunce:
'Where's turpentine? Let's wipe it while it's still wet!'
 
But having closely looked at rainbow hues,
In trance from the creative intuition tether,
He's cut out square piece from canvas trews
And then... set up salon 'The Donkey Leather.'1
 
  • 1. An allusion to the 1912 futurist group 'The Donkey Tail'
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06.08.2017

Two Persuasions

Some cry: 'What is a form? A trifling tool!
If you would pour in crystal glass manure -
Would not it be much lower and impure?'
 
The others would object: 'You are the fools!
The decent people wouldn't drink the best wine
If it were poured in night vase1 to a crest line.'
 
It's sad that they won't settle this debate.
For one may pour wine... into crystal straight!
 
  • 1. a pee jar
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06.08.2017

There Were Way Too Many Prosecutors!..

There were way too many prosecutors!
Who has not condemned Thy mortal sins?
But right now, when road is dark for suitors,
And the ninth sea wave shows roaring fins,
We think back of Thee in roused obsession, -
This is all that we could save in here...
And the past emerges as bright heaven,
Like a childhood in sun dust, so dear...
 
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05.08.2017

Priscilla's Song - The Wolven Storm

Lie your hand in the remains of my scars,
to forever bind together the opposing stars.
Open the wounds and heal them again
until you picture the entangled pattern of out fate.
 
In the morning you flee from my dreams,
bitter gooseberries, sweet lilac.
In my dreams I see your raven black locks,
your violet eyes wet with tears.
 
I follow the wolf's footsteps in the blizzard,
to find your obstinate heart.
transfigured into ice by rage and sadness,
let me melt your cold lips with a kiss.
 
In the morning you flee from my dreams,
bitter gooseberries, sweet lilac.
In my dreams I see your raven black locks,
your violet eyes wet with tears.
 
I ask myself if you´re my destiny,
or if oly choice brought us together.
As I worded my last wish,
were you forcefully brought here, to love me forever?
 
In the morning you flee from my dreams,
bitter gooseberries, sweet lilac.
In my dreams I see your raven black locks,
your violet eyes wet with tears.
 
05.08.2017

Priscilla's Song - The Wolven Storm

Trace my scars with your fingers
to entwine our paths.
Open the wounds that never close,
until their patterns shape the fates.
 
The sun draws you away from my dreams,
making my sweet day bitter.
I get tangled in your black vines
and swim in the violet of your eyes.
 
Wolf footsteps on the snow guide me,
bringing me to your immobile heart.
Fury and sadness crystalised,
let your sweet lips flare.
 
The sun draws you away from my dreams,
making my sweet day bitter.
I get tangled in your black vines
and swim in the violet of your eyes.
 
I don't know if you're my fate,
or if perhaps love joined us together.
When I voiced out my desire,
did you come to me without you willing it?
 
The sun draws you away from my dreams,
making my sweet day bitter.
I get tangled in your black vines
and swim in the violet of your eyes.
 
05.08.2017

The Wolven Storm - Priscilla's Song

These scars you have been tracing for so long
The paths have crossed to displace the stars
The gaping wounds are to be healed again
As though it were a destiny left in us
Fleeing a dream, I am alone at the break of dawn
Bitter gooseberries, sweet lilac
Your raven locks entwined in a dream
And your violet eyes, moist as you weep
 
I will follow your wolf-like steadfast heart
Pushing its way right through a snowstorm
The wrath, the grief, have moistened my lips
Fleeing a dream, I am alone at the break of dawn
Bitter gooseberries, sweet lilac
Your raven locks entwined in a dream
And your violet eyes, moist as you weep
 
I don't even know if you are my destiny
Or if a chance has brought us here
When I whispered this wish, did it ever grant me a fake love?
Fleeing a dream, I am alone at the break of dawn
Bitter gooseberries, sweet lilac
Your raven locks entwined in a dream
And your violet eyes, moist as you weep
 
31.07.2017

To The Impatient

Don't whine... Like bawd the crowd will push you
Toward your fat success and spoils,
And in the jaws of crafty toils
You will lure your 'today,' yet should you?
 
But know one thing - success is no joke:
At once it will present a bill.
If you don't pay, then like a call girl,
It'll cut night short and leave you squeal.
 
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29.07.2017

Priscilla's Ballad

Along my wounds, slide your hands
To challenge the stars and combine our faiths.
Open these injuries again and look at me :
My bruised body is destiny's canvas.
 
From my dreams you flee at dawn,
Your cherry-red and lilac perfume.
I want to smell your long black curls
And to get lost in your pale lilac eyes, shining from the tears.
 
Tracking (you) down, I go forward without fear
And pursue tirelessly your rebellious heart.
Afterwards anger, melancholy,
I come fetch the warmth of your embrace
 
From my dreams you flee at dawn,
Your cherry-red and lilac perfume.
I want to smell your long black curls
And to get lost in your pale lilac eyes, shining from the tears.
 
I can't say if you're my destiny
Or if it's the fate that brought us together.
When I made my wish, that it was granted,
Is your love the reflection of your thoughts ?
 
From my dreams you flee at dawn
Your cherry-red and lilac perfume
I want to smell your long black curls
And to get lost in your pale lilac eyes, shining from the tears.
 
28.07.2017

Prea târziu

Unii oameni privesc,
Unii oameni plâng
Am venit de nicăieri
Plimbându-mă drept.
 
Nimeni nu vorbește aici
Chiar nici Domnul
Dragostea e în întuneric
Amândoi ne-am plictisit.
 
Un spirit vine peste mine
Aici în noaptea sfântă
Suntem cu toții amărâți pe
Insulele răului.
 
Dar e prea târziu
Îmi va fi dor de tine, în noaptea asta
Dar e prea târziu
Îmi va fi dor de tine, toată viața
Dar e prea târziu, oh oh oh.
 
Unii oameni așteaptă,
Unii oameni se ridică,
Nu înțeleg
Continui să plângi.
 
Baby, e o priveliște singuratică
Când te așezi în lumină,
Singur în întuneric
Temându-mă de lumina zilei.
 
Dar e prea târziu
Îmi va fi dor de tine, în noaptea asta
Dar e prea târziu
Îmi va fi dor de tine, toată viața
Dar e prea târziu, oh oh oh.
 
Oh, oh
Oh oh oh
Dar este prea târziu
Îmi va fi dor de tine, toată viața
Dar e prea târziu.
 
28.07.2017

Strălucind în Întuneric

Oh, oh, oooohh, oh
Oh, oh, oooohh, oh
 
Tu știi cum devin atunci când soarele apune
Cum mă simt când nimeni nu-i prin preajmă
(Știu, Știu, oh-oh-oh
Știu, Știu, oh-oh)
Devin pierdut și nu mai pot vedea clar
Urăsc asta, dar e ceva cu care ne-am obișnuit
(Știu, Știu, oh-oh-oh
Știu, Știu, oh-oh)
 
M-am contaminat de singurătate
Dar atunci când nu sunt numai eu
(Când nu, când nu sunt numai eu)
Cel care se simte astfel, poate nu-i bine s-o spun
Dar mă ajută să știu că și tu te simți la fel
(Știu, Știu, oh-oh)
Când luminile se sting
 
Strălucim în întuneric
Ne-am aprins de la o scânteie
Suntem lumini care nu se sting vreodată
Ca și cum n-am decăzut niciodată
Strălucind în întuneric,
Vom lumina întregul Central Park
Suntem lumini care nu se sting vreodată
Pentru că suntem împreună acum
Zile negre, dar e în regulă
La fel de bine, în fiecare noapte
Oh, oh, woah-oah-oh
Strălucim în întuneric
Ne-am aprins de la o scânteie
Suntem lumini care nu se sting vreodată
Ca și cum n-am decăzut niciodată
Strălucind în întuneric
 
La ora 2 dimineața, mult deasupra norilor
Pe acoperiș, da, noi doar pierdem timpul
(Știu, Știu, oh-oh-oh
Știu, Știu, oh-oh )
Acum privim în jos ca și cum nu ne-am teme
Avem vise și ele incep chiar aici
(Știu, Știu, oh-oh-oh
Știu, Știu, oh-oh)
 
Ne contaminăm de singurătate
Dar nu suntem numai noi
(Nu suntem, nu suntem numai noi)
Cei care știm că pentru a trece prin noapte
Trebuie să ne aprindem puțin
(Știu, Știu, oh-oh)
Când luminile se sting
 
Strălucim în întuneric
Ne-am aprins de la o scânteie
Suntem lumini care nu se sting vreodată
Ca și cum n-am decăzut niciodată
Strălucind în întuneric,
Vom lumina întregul Central Park
Suntem lumini care nu se sting vreodată
Pentru că suntem împreună acum
Zile negre, dar e în regulă
La fel de bine, în fiecare noapte
Oh, oh, woah-oah-oh
Strălucim în întuneric
Ne-am aprins de la o scânteie
Suntem lumini care nu se sting vreodată
Ca și cum n-am decăzut niciodată
Strălucind în întuneric
 
Când mă contaminez de singurătate
Poți ajunge să mă cunoști cu adevărat
(Știu, Știu, oh-oh)
 
Strălucim în întuneric
Ne-am aprins de la o scânteie
Suntem lumini care nu se sting vreodată
Ca și cum n-am decăzut niciodată
Strălucind în întuneric,
Vom lumina întregul Central Park
Suntem lumini care nu se sting vreodată
Pentru că suntem împreună acum
Zile negre, dar e în regulă
La fel de bine, în fiecare noapte
Oh, oh, woah-oah-oh
Strălucim în întuneric
Ne-am aprins de la o scânteie
Suntem lumini care nu se sting vreodată
Ca și cum n-am decăzut niciodată
Strălucind în întuneric
 
28.07.2017

Furtuna Lupească (Cântecul Priscillei)

Aceste cicatrici demult ți-au tânjit alintarea lină
Să ne lege sorțile, condamnă ceea ce dețin stelele
Deschidă-mi inima, atunci mărturisește-ți iubirea
O soartă cotită, țesândă pentru care amândoi ne căim
 
Fugi de somnul meu, să vină dimineață
Mirosul tău - prăjitură de boabă, liliac dulce
Să visez la cârlionți corbii, încolăcite, furtunatice
La ochi viorii licărind în timp ce plângi
 
Lupul îl voi urma în furtună
Ție să-ți găsesc inima, este pasiune înlocuită
De urgie mereu crescătoare, împietrindu-se
În mijlocul frigului să te țin într-o îmbrățișare încălzită
 
Fugi de somnul meu, să vină dimineață
Mirosul tău - prăjitură de boabă, liliac dulce
Să visez la cârlionți corbii, încolăcite, furtunatice
La ochi viorii licărind în timp ce plângi
 
Nu știu dacă soarta ne-ar lăsa să trăim împreună
Sau dacă am fost legați de norocul orb al dragostei
Dorința ce-am șoptit-o când toate au început
Oare a contrafăcut o iubire pe care tu nicicând n-o oi fi găsit?
 
Fugi de somnul meu, să vină dimineață
Mirosul tău - prăjitură de boabă, liliac dulce
Să visez la cârlionți corbii, încolăcite, furtunatice
La ochi viorii licărind în timp ce plângi