Silence. A murmur of surprise. Faceless. The wall with eager eyes. They will never understand,. And nor will you.. . They are timeless. The words you say.
I don't think too clearly on matters sincerely. And matters sincerely seem cloudy at best. There's debate about the mascot for a building in the neighborhood.
it's just a turn. a turn I'd like to take. a peace. and try to make it stay. . I'm not concerned. how to. I cannot see. believe. I've earned. myself some peace.
Hush little baby hush. Let me help you with those buttercups. I am here, so what's the rush. I am here, and buttercups.. . Hush little lily hush. We don't have to talk so much.
This is the story of the history of night. From the beginnin' it has never seen the light. It takes a while to never understand. And holds the gift of darkness in it's hand.
Laude novella sia cantata. A l'alto donna encoronata. . Fresca vergene doncella. Priomo fior, rosa novella. Tutto'l mondo a te s'apella. Nella bonor fosti nata.
Sing to me. All your word and memories. You sing to me. All the songs from far away. . Bring to me. Peace of everything you've seen. Bring to me. All the stories.
Lanquan li jorn son lonc en may. M'es belhs dous chans d'auzeelhs de lonh. Et quan mi suy partitz de lay. Remembram d'un' amour de lonh. Vau de talon embroncx e clis.
Four sides of curves. You call it round. It's saying nothing. Doesn't make a sound. Doesn't lift a finger. But it's working all the time. Got to know it well.
The best of you. holds nothing to remember. But since it's you. Of course I do. I remember every single second. Like I remember dreams. When I remember dreams.
L'amour de moi, s'y est enclose. Dedans un jolie jardinet. Ou croit la rose et le muguet. Y aussi fait la passerose. . Ce jardinet est bel et plaisant.
poor little negro. sitting in a tree. eating his favorite. cocoa leaves. along came some fellows. takin' him away. take away his culture. put him on a plane.
Kinderly is now my coming. Into this werld with teres and cry. Litel and povere is min having. Britel and sone I falle from hi. Scharp and strong is my deying.
Maybe you won't have to hit me again. Maybe you won't try to slap me for lying. I did what you heard and I can admit. That I'd do it again in a second tomorrow.
Kinderly is now my coming. Into this werld with teres and cry. Litel and povere is min having. Britel and sone I falle from hi. Scharp and strong is my deying.
Io Isabella danzando ne prati. Verdi della primavera. Girando e girando, cascando e cascando. Nel mondo delle elfi sognando. Mi prendono la mano, mi portano lontano.
Lost in the eyes. Back through the eyes. Where the simmering rain. Has come boiling over again. . Locked in a cage. Down in the cave. Where the night never ends.
"It's alive", she said, "It's a dream, a lie". "Come alive, she said, "Come alive, alive". . Oh my God, I must be dreaming. If this is a dream, then why am I screaming?.
In Dulci Jubilo. In dulci jubilo Let us our homage show;. Our heart's joy reclineth in praesepio. And like a bright star shineth, Matris in gremio.. Alpha es et O, Alpha es et O..