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Freak of nature
05:51
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The sky is blue in the lights of the city,
The ground is red, the streets are grey.
Another rainy day is coming to an end,
24 hours more and the weather ain’t on the mend.
Heaven must be better than this.
Hell must be worse than that.
Heaven must be better than this.
Hell must be worse than that.
The acrid scent of the night remains
When the sun is lighting up the horizon.
Those exhalations suspended in the air
Play with the first colours of a change of season.
It’s just another day,
Exceptional and unique…
It’s a freak of nature.
Life’s a freak of nature.
It’s a freak of nature.
Life’s a freak of nature…
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Cold night in Paris
05:19
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The sleepy city, in an intangible and bluish haze,
Looks like an empty world seen through sad, misted over eyes.
The night loaded on their back, some poor wretches in a daze
Dream of a brighter future under warmer skies.
In the cold streets of Paris,
Night tastes like a deadly kiss.
Cold night in Paris
Like shadowy forms in the dusk, passions and memories are gone.
And as far as the eye could see, from that time on,
The night stretched out, silent and indifferent to the moan of the wind.
On the cold ground were written thousands of lives that love ruined.
The sleepy city, in an intangible and bluish haze,
Looks like an empty world seen through sad, misted over eyes.
The night loaded on their back, some poor wretches in a daze
Dream of a brighter future under warmer skies.
In the cold streets of Paris,
Night tastes like a deadly kiss.
Cold night in Paris
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Nightmare
04:11
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In the sweetness of a slumber,
In the heart of unconscious,
Mind given way to desire...
Bad dream guided by fear,
Reality’s last frontier,
Reveals the worse distresses,
Reflects dreads and anguishes.
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4. |
The guiding blaze
05:38
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Outside the breath of the wind ripples the limpid stream
And with the current life goes on its way.
From the innermost depths of a cold and piercing old forgotten dream,
Whispers tell the night how the day faded away.
Like a candle
In a cold room lighting the flood of notes of an old piano
Love’s a guiding blaze.
The sky tried hard to keep back its tears behind a mask of clouds
But now the song of the rain fills the air with crystalline notes.
To this symphony of nature comes a silence so loud
Stolen from the first light of a dawn lost in its thoughts.
Like a candle
In a cold room lighting the flood of notes of an old piano
Love’s a guiding blaze.
And at day break the sun will draw
Rainbows on the windows
Like a candle
In a cold room lighting the flood of notes of an old piano
Love’s a guiding blaze.
Like a candle
In a cold room lighting the flood of notes of an old piano
Love’s a guiding blaze.
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Dreamer
04:46
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You see in things
More than things,
You feel beyond the veil of perceptions.
For you the reason
Ain’t a reason
To leave reality to its deceptions.
Dreamer
The world’s an open book where roam your thoughts
The world’s an open book where roam your thoughts
Dreamer
Your words
Are more than words,
They’re hopes crystallized in a whisper.
Silence
After silence
Truth touches your soul in a whimper.
Dreamer
The world’s an open book where roam your thoughts
The world’s an open book where roam your thoughts
Dreamer
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6. |
Secrets of time
05:41
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The value of a thing sometimes lies more in the sacrifices it costs than what we get when we have it.
But what’s the value of something we’ve forgotten what it costs.
If it’s true we never learn from our mistakes,
You can’t just shut your eyes to the past
To make it disappear,
Just to make it disappear.
As an ethereal puff guiding from past to future
Time makes memories dim and vague.
It’s the mist which shades tomorrow,
The fog in which images of days gone by vanish.
If it’s true we never learn from our mistakes,
You can’t just shut your eyes to the past
To make it disappear,
Just to make it disappear.
Even if memories sometimes seem to be
Only fantasies annotated on a history book,
You can’t just set a bonfire to your past
To see it disappear in dark smoke.
What would tomorrow be without yesterday?
A new beginning or just another day?
When History looks like a spectre of terror,
You can’t just forget it to see it change.
If it’s true we never learn from our mistakes,
You can’t just shut your eyes to the past
To make it disappear,
Just to make it disappear.
It is true we never learn from our mistakes
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Just another night
03:06
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The night has bluish reflections and, draped in a veil of thin tears,
It looks like an empty life seen through the base of a bottle.
Some vanish in its depths as led by tipsy puppeteers
Through dim and soulless places of concrete, glass and metal.
It’s just another night,
A few hours vagabond by moonlight
And each step on the cold wet ground
Is one more stage anywhere-bound.
The sun has slowly gone down in the cold water of a gutter;
The pavement stretches out endlessly like an empty staff.
The passing time becomes a burden and its silent specter
Lies heavy on the city like on a cenotaph.
It’s just another night,
A few hours vagabond by moonlight
And each step on the cold wet ground
Is one more stage anywhere-bound.
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8. |
Hope
04:16
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Sun has just risen,
Day already promises to be cold.
The dark horizon
Lights up with glints of gold.
A new-born angel offers himself to life,
Hope in the darkness of a disillusioned humanity.
Soon he will have to learn that growing up today is an endless strife,
Unless mankind recovers its sanity.
A hope puts new heart into humanity,
A beneficial force that binds men of goodwill
So that never again a child will cry.
Hope that never again a child will cry.
Sun has just risen,
Dawn has shades of dusk.
The cloudy horizon
Seems to be enveloped in a husk.
Great eyes full of innocence are staring at the frightening reality
Of a dreamless world in search of morality.
A hope puts new heart into humanity,
A beneficial force that binds men of goodwill
So that never again a child will cry.
Hope that never again a child will cry.
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9. |
Eclipse
05:16
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A dark eye
Stares from the sky
At a perse
Universe.
Like a dark pearl haloed in light
Ornamenting a fleeting night,
The moon occults the star of the day
Tinting the world with shades of grey.
The canopy of heaven
Spreads endlessly over the black disc of the sun.
In a sky of everchanging colors,
Far above amazed strollers,
Decked out in all its finery
Nature reveals its charms like in a reverie.
The canopy of heaven
Spreads endlessly over the black disc of the sun.
A dark eye
Stares from the sky
At a perse
Universe.
Like a dark pearl haloed in light
Ornamenting a fleeting night,
The moon occults the star of the day
Tinting the world with shades of grey.
The canopy of heaven
Spreads endlessly over the black disc of the sun.
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