You know the things I like to use
you know what I refuse
you know the story of my heart
and perhaps – the happy ending
Whatever you are dreaming of
I wish that it will bloom – and grow
There are no reasons to explore
just feel what you`re looking for
than follow easy step by step
and you will see . . .
Do you still believe in love ?
or in something that`s above ?
– this is no garden we can live
– there`s too much poison all around
– this is no ground we can confide
– all I know is to hide away
I know the cut has been too deep
the tender wolf the insane sheep
I shoudn`t have to cut you off
– I shoudn`t have to cut you off
You know that time is running short
but without hope it is the end
watch hope is everywhere around
if we only could listen . . .
Watch . . .
the air is full of sound
conjointnes is
everywhere around
We all need a place
that`s friendly save and worm
we need it to remind us
what for we`re born
We tried to do our best
forgetting all the rest
two halfes are more than one
and one is more than all
-but we are used to fall
No river does`nt flow
no wind does always blow
no reason to be sorry
I tried my best
but it`s too cold for me
Then you whisper in my ear
that I hardly cannot hear
your words dive deep in me
my heart is listening . . .
-you said
The misery you`re in `s no fate
why should you watch and hesitate ?
you refuse to grow and flow
. . .you are a river !
– you are a river
and than you smile and ceep quite still
. . . this eternal moment . . .
Now it`s time from heart to heart
not this foolish part to part
reach out and feel for shure
. . .my heart is open
You wait and hesitate too long
and argue right or wrong
. . .the time is flowing through you
Come on – back in space and time
this world of wonders is yours and mine
Let`s leave the magic of our past
let`s find back
make you a fool and fall in love
that we are craving for
– that we are craving for
No contradictions
if you listen to your heart
we`re in the gardens
let`s watch the children play . . .
– let`s watch the children play . . .
Look into the eyes of the children
watch the doggies driving wild
give the love that you`ve been missing
share the sun with everyone
-share the sun with everyone
share your love with everyone
Hey ! live coud be easy
see the hope in children’s eyes
life is easy in their eyes
there is hope and no disguise
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. . .übrigens ist die Frage, ob der Sommer wiederkommt, kein "dramaturgischer Salto", sondern war seinerzeit leider mein bitterer Ernst . . . Wie das Bild vermuten lässt, löst sich diese Frage beim Einsetzen des Tauwetters ( auf ). . .denn diese Frage habe ich bei einem Spaziergang auf eine beschneite Motorhaube eines parkenden Autos geschrieben.
My brother told a story of a man
who came back from war
with broken dreams
he told that he came back
with empty hands but full of tears
( it was our father ! )
with empty hands
and broken dreams
the nacked live
is all he left – as it seeeeems
his children filled his empty heart
with love again – but his wife stood still
and broke his hope in love and trust . . .
( our mother !)
the butterfy
in the sunny sky
that he coud see
but cannot feel – that it`s real !
soldiers – soldiers
soldiers comming back – from war
soldiers – soldiers
Brother you told me
and I can see you know
how things can go
if nothing`s left to loose
and if there isn`t any way to choose
– I`m sold to the river –
– I`m crying to the giver
( down om my knees )
It`s hard to stand the paaaaain
to see you do the same
the light that is above
covers up with love
Sveet love shall shine
and light your waaaaays
and not this dammned fear
to be betrayed again
I wish that you can fly
like a butterfly
away any day
Nights without a morning
days with out an y light
are you drawned in passion ?
or are you only tired to fight ?
the snakes that you`re charming are
dancing just as long as you play
you fear to STOP and feel the scar
and NO insight can keep you away
you`re narcotized. . .
there`s no pain to bear, but
also no pleasure to feel
also no pleasure to feel
confesss your unconsciousness
behead this breed with the sword of your brain
you say : Don`t break my flute !
cause I wanna try myself to put it away
. . .do it !
You hope, there`ll be a mooorning
and a new day full of sparkeling light
but you don`t open up your eyes
and so you cannot see the morning arise
cause you`re narcotized
but say, please make me feel again
even if there will be pain
even if there will be pain
