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Sound Pictures - stát se fanouškem
We lived in complete recluse,
not knowing anything but our valley.
Hand in hand we wandered,
before love entered our hearts.
To her feet I sank without resistance,
in flaming and humble pasion.
The giant cloud we used to see long before
came by and stopped quietly over us.
Day by day it came lower and lower,
until its edges touched the mountain tops.
To her feet I sank without resistance,
in flaming and humble pasion.
And when I dived into the depth of her eyes,
which would not disappear from my memory, I cared for nothing else.
And then she saw the finger of death over her chest,
and the rocking mellody died away slowly,
and golden fish swam away through the gorge,
the river's current returned back to its holy silence.
The world seemed so dark to my eyes suddenly,
and I was overcome by passionate thoughs,
in the lonely hours when my heart beat so heavy,
I heard the sound of angels rustling with their myrrh pots.
I carried her in my arms to her grave,
weeping with anxiety at this mocking play,
and calling the allmigthy master of the universe,
without having heard her voice
Přidal: kookai dne 11. 09. 2007 v 13:06.
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