When I'm gone, will they remember me?. When I'm gone, will the flowers cry on my grave?. . I face the fear of the unknown path.. Pictures are passing by as I think..
I'm locked in here, crimson skies has fallen. Nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide. I'm scared of the cold outside. But when you warmed my frozen world.
I'm lost within my dreams.. Hiding from the life that I'll never see.. Nothing to see and nothing to feel.. My body is no longer a part of me.. I'm away... I'm alone....
Als ich letzten Samstag zum Hemden kaufen ging. . sah ich in der Boutique eine Textilverkäuferin.. Sie trug die neuste Mode. bis oben Knopf an Knopf. .
Sally said:It`s cold outside.. Sally said:I`m cold at night,. I need a light,. that warms me up,. a blancet and perhaps som grub.. Mrs. Peters said:It`s cold in the kitchen..
21st century boy. No fall out boy. No hallucination. Generation. . Just International Bulletproof Talent. . Groove riders. Join the underground. Groove riders.
In the night, in the chair. He sits there, he sits tight. No more cans, no more crime. See the place, see the time. . You never know. . He walks light, don't know how.
A gut pull drag on me. Into the calm gaping we. Mirrors multi reflecting this. Between spunk stained sheet and odorous whim. . Calm eye-flick-shudder within.
The clown came down to meet me. With a smile upon his face. He fired his starting pistol. And began the human race. . There were faces all around me. They were running everywhere.
Sitting down considering. If there's a way. Of leaving you behind. You're still here. . Wondering about you. And what you could do. To take away your pain.
You fear the lesson. And fear to walk. And fear to pass on. Your fear to talk. . The teacher was feared. Your parents too. Then you became. The fear of you, fear, fear.
I am here, I am here. Please take time. It doesn't matter what you have in mind for me. I don't know. It doesn't matter if you wanna do what I do. . I can't feel with this old feeling.
I would be so glad. If you could tell me why I don't fit in. 'Cause in my dreams. I wonder why you can't accept my kind of love. . I have to ask you. If you ever will regret your sad behavior.
Il silenzio del rumore. delle valvole a pressione. i cilindri del calore. serbatoi di produzione.... Anche il tuo spazio su misura.. Non hai forza per tentare.
Strano come il rombo degli aerei. da caccia un tempo,. stonasse con il ritmo delle piante. al sole sui balconi.... e poi silenzio... e poi, lontano. il tuono dei cannoni; a freddo....
Il mito dell'amore vive. si nutre di fantasia. quando t'innamori tutto bdlo. anche come ti ossessionano i pensieri. nell'attrazione bisogno di unit. echi di mantra nel suono del suo nome..
Sotto l'ombra sospiravi. pastore di ombre e di sotterranei segreti. parlavi di una vita trascorsa.. Come sempre le foglie cadono d'autunno.. Intona i canti dei veggenti.
Ti muovi sulla destra poi sulla sinistra. resti immobile sul centro. provi a fare un giro su te stesso, un giro su te stesso.. "You miss me and I miss you".
I want to see you as a dancer. Like the desert gypsy women. Whit candelabras on their heads. Or like the balineses. on their holidays. I want to see you as a dancer.
Nei villaggi di frontiera guardano passare i treni. le strade deserte di Tozeur. da una casa lontana tua madre mi vede. si ricorda di me delle mie abitudini..