Visions and Dreams Of The Ancient Tunes

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Visions and Dreams of The Ancient Tunes

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A warm wind blows softly over the glades

The Ancient Tunes

Where the wind blows over the top of high mountains

and the dancing trees cast shadows in the soft evening

where the mist rises from the valleys like blurry curtains

There, deep in the ground lies a forgotten wisdom awaiting

And as the desert birds circles in the air sent from above

casting shadows and choking the light of a tale untold

- mankind is kept deaf and blind with the words of a white dove

Leaving the path to paradise locked and forgotten deep within the soil

And time is passing by and buries the ancient lovely treasure

As humans are following the white wizard enslaved

The old path is forgotten along with the magic of nature

Who've left this world when the world was changed

The wind reveals the hidden gate and unlocks the answer

- as the melancholy melody is played on wooden flutes

I grieve of the wisdom of centuries you never will remember

Frozen minds, bred to be deaf to the ancient tunes ...



Nothing Matters

Flying on the wings of a dreamy mist

I sigh, close my eyes and smile

I am off to live and not just exist

a scent of velvet night, so fragile

I just don’t know what makes me wake up

to this indifferent world and dirty rain

I let my mind wander as I fill my coffee cup

getting ready to walk with the dead again

... For the humming of flies and smell of roses

and the seagulls flight over water`s deep

For the shades of the green trees that poses

and roar of waterfalls that never sleep

For shady glades and sunny hills

and golden fields where we have run

For the joy of a child playing by the mills

with the taste of raspberry on her tongue

For the moons reflection in the river

swept over the spear of a lonely church

For the morning dew droplets that quiver

and owlets that dance in the light of a torch

For those who choose the pain of living

and chasing storms around them whirled

For tortured souls - and yet forgiving

still helps the skies to bear this world

Deep breath in my lungs as the vision`s dying

Those never fail who never dare

Cried for by none and cursed, we were just trying

to dream of what you`re not aware

Of a soft breeze embracing lovers

and butter melting into warm bread

Of high mountains and soft flowers

yet nothing matters to the dead ...



The Tree

In the lowering sky among the clouds

where the sky ships knows no rest

There is born a restless wind

that slowly begin to blow the mist

embracing the old hidden tree - away

With branches twisted through the ages

it carries all the leafs that come and go

for us to decide and them to leave

So - wich one to choose and forever keep

Searching for the one true leaf that won’t leave

the one without a mask and dirty tricksThe newborn wind takes a deep breath

and all the leafs fall and go

And as the mist slowly fades away

carrying the remains into nowhere

there is one leaf left that didn’t leave

And that’s the only leaf that I will pick



The Circus

Prophets tell while wind strings play

tales at dusk wich weave our lair

Listen up and don’t forget to behave

be glad and grateful for your soon ending day

As the curtains go up and the sun lights our way

the chosen ones are dressed up for a great charade

there is justice for all in this masquerade

... but the wind will whisper if someone fail

Don’t think, don’t talk and don’t feel

- by all means stay out of the way

follow the herd and keep going the wheel

There is no colors - there`s only grey

A beautiful but false kind of play

You learn the steps in life`s hard school

we all will act to our soon ending day

we all perform the dance of fools

So I bid you welcome to your life

where hysteria is coded into your soul

A big welcome to the world

a circus where the clowns are in control



It`s Written In My Scars

When the darkest storm roars

passes by like a raven with mighty wings

When landscapes rapidly burn away

and leaves everything in dust

You slowly turn your gaze to me and say

"I always only cared about me"

And like ancient runes carved into stones

by a mighty force for eternity to know

you whispered my name in your spell

and burned a curse on vernal skin

So hold this child in your arms - For you

Don't fear my wounds and scars - I shall suffer

I`m wounded by a thousand words - For you

It's still you I bleed for - I shall bleed

It`s written in my scars



Your Scent

A warm wind blows softly over the glades

Caressing yellow meadows and red poppies

Three big green oakes are casting shades

when the warm and life giving sun arises

Like the soft dawns dew let drops quiver

and birds are singing their morning call

While the nature wakes up in all its beauty

I bury my nose in your neck and my body shiver

Your beauty and scent is the best of all

- It is safety



The Free Souls

Nothing is more free

than the soul who walk away from the lowering sun


than the soul who smiles of chains that keeps them down


than those who fights in vain but never give up

– beaten and wounded they pick up their pieces to rise again

Nothing is more freethan the souls who walks alone in the shadows


than those who`s forgotten by all, yet glowing inside


than those with no intention to bend for the cold

– Just to find someone too.



The Real Me

Everything I do has a touch of who I am

until you realize the real me

Most people take look and what they see

becomes a reality to them

Then you slowly understand that what you saw

– is nothing like what it actually is

And you realize how wrong you were

how easily fooled you are

There is so much you don’t know

Finding out about me is up to you – and not me

Watch me pass you by and forget your existence

or grab on to what intrigues you and learn

But don’t blame me for your ignorance ...



I Never Thought

I never thought

that the cold wind

from the icy north

could be so strong

and grab a hold of you

I never thought

that the tide would

get so high and

wash away all the

traces we made

I never thought

that the mist would

be so thick and grey

so the path to paradisewas lost

I never thought

that the road

you walk on

could lead you

away from me

But I can

turn around and follow you



A Fairy Tale

In ancient times, in a magic forest

deep underground in emerald caves

where there are no lies, no betrayals, no pain

a beautiful fairy lived dreaming of another world.

She dreamt about the stars in the sky, the warm breeze

and a kiss from the sun

Until one day the fairy tricked the others

and flied away from the deep caves

and the magical forest.

When she saw the sunrise, she got blind

and the sunbeams made her forget

- forget who she was and where she came fromShe suffered greatly of diseases and pain

- and she died.

But her fairy prince

always knew that she would return

Her soul of light would come back

and dance with his light

in another place

- in another time.

And he waited for her

deep underground in emerald caves

in the magic forest

Until he took his last breath

and fell into a deep sleep.

Waiting to be awakened

by his one and only beloved light ...

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