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Drawing the darkest landscapes, the deepest frozen lakes.
Where cold is a glint of nothingness’s glow.
Drawing emptiness without knowing where to stop.
Stumble, tremble, shiver, shatter!
You can keep telling me white,
My answer will always be black.
This is just one more winter,
This is just one more winter...
Mother Sea, you’ve left me in the void,
And all I’ve got left is a frozen heart!
Father Sun, you’ve left me in the void,
And all I’ve got left is a frozen heart!
Wide-open arms to freedom,
Raise your eyes to the sky,
Hear falling its hoarse noises.
So meet Jackdaw, he’s my brother,
Taking me away from here!
I've never considered the idea, that it might be possible, for me to fly
To these dark landscapes that I’ve pictured myself in and,
Leave my bitterness behind. Leave place for grace.
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There is no more space for illusions,
Just billions of disappointments...
I am flying against the wind,
Getting exhausted,
Trying to catch a glance of
Your senseless self.
And everything is left as it is,
Just a pile of expired feelings.
Boxes of unopened letters,
Fine souls but tormented hearts.
Passion turned into ashes,
Everything around us is now pale and tasteless.
Everything seems dead around me!
The streets are cold, dark and empty,
Everything seems dead around me!
The streets are cold, dark and empty,
I seem to be alone at night.
No light coming out of the windows,
None out here is talking or screaming,
I feel so lonely, and this silence is killing me.
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