ll Bells ringing, it's my wake-up shout
I know the way
I can recall my name - but it was not
I am amused
You seem to love me
But be reserved
Before you
She walks on the moonlit snow
She´s winterhearted, so you say
But
Watch my poster on the wall
View my pictures on the
I cannot turn away
From this obscurity
A nameless Force
Is stealing my
Close to the flame
Behind my eyes there is a beast
that
something infests me when I'm alone
it's lunacy
I want to vomit,
On!
Sailing on!
To our fate!
To India...
Above the seas with the wind
Keep my secret well
Like my eyes keep these tears
It's raindrops
Come like the dusk
Like a rose on the grave of
Take my life and paint it black
Until I'm sleeping
And my
I'm on my way – to the places only you
Pure - like the wings of a dove
So pure -
Sun rays touching my skin like a stream of gold
Beauty,
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