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geschrieben am: 31.01.2000 um 12:44 Uhr
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Like a low rumble of thunder IŽm walking cross the sky.
My mind id going under when I watch you eye to eye.
My heart beats my mind sleeps.
And in all of my misery you are all that I can see.
I hold your hand I hold it tight you are the one for whom IŽd fight.
So IŽm walking on to search for your love the love IŽm always thinking of.
May I pray to your majesty, may I serve what I can see.
May I search for love to find, youŽll be always in my mind.
All I feel and all I do is just to say:
"IŽm loving you!"
written in may Ž98
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geschrieben am: 31.01.2000 um 09:51 Uhr
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Hi Firefox,
Wow, I'm impressed.
Have you ever thought of write a song around these words?
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geschrieben am: 31.01.2000 um 12:51 Uhr
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Bei diesen Zeilen möcht Ich verweilen,
möcht Liebe finden, sie an mich binden,
wandern durch Nebel, um zu finden den Hebel,
der alles bewegt was in uns lebt.
Hinausschaun in die Dunkelheit, die Leere und die Einsamkeit.
Meine Gedanken, sie wanken, durch die Nacht und durch den Raum.
Manchmal wünschte Ich mein ganzes Leben wäre nur ein kurzer Traum,
ein Traum mit vielen Träumen und vielen offenen Räumen.
Ein Raum führt in die Ewigkeit, mit Liebe und Gelassenheit.
Ãœber ihm Sterne in weiter Ferne, dieser Blicke erinner Ich gerne.
Der Mond zu unseren Köpfen trohnt und jedes lächeln mit freude belohhnt...
geschrieben am 18.05.98
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geschrieben am: 31.01.2000 um 12:56 Uhr
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Sitting under falls in springtime,
just sing a song for you,
of love life and feelings.
The sun rises above the horizon,
the water comes above my knees.
My mind is flying,...
itŽs flying over clouds, hills and valleys,
it moves through air and space.
Until a sudden silense falls,
like a low rumble of thunder in the sky.
Then IŽm lowering my voice,
till nothingŽs left then just a whisper.
When the sun is low in the sky,
youŽll still hear my beating drumms.
The rain will fall steady, the rivers will flow into the sea.
And IŽll still sir under falls in springtime and sing a song for you,
of love life and feelings!
written on 06.10.97
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geschrieben am: 31.01.2000 um 18:13 Uhr
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Hi Stargrove,
Well to find the words is one thing to find the right melody is another.
Perhaps sometime IŽll find a rhyme that has power and sounds fine.
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geschrieben am: 03.02.2000 um 17:26 Uhr
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And I walked up the hill,
to change my point of view.
And I walked up the hill,
just to think of you.
And I kept the whole world just in one hand,
such little room to search for the promised land.
The rings round my fingers are like some circles of life,
like one for my father and another for his wife.
One for my brothers and one for all so many others.
My fingers join the rambledance, turning quick to get their trance.
I turned them watched them for a while,
then I caught myself in getting this smile,
with peace, bright and power,
feeling freshed by it, every minute and every hour.
The world can be one hand or anything you want it to be,
just use your senses and the one called fantasy.
And like a flawless victory, youŽll be happy
just by the things you see.
But IŽll walk down the hill,
to get back my old point of view.
Back to the real things,
and back to you.
And if you still then turn your rounds over beauty and unsolid grounds,
then IŽll catch your hand, and show you things which will be,
if you lose your senses just for reality.
But keep going on, just enjoy the fantasy sound,
but one feet must be locked, down to the solid ground.
So that later thereŽs no danger causing no fear and no anger.
IŽll still sit here for a further while and keep my smile...
written on 18.09.98
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geschrieben am: 04.02.2000 um 20:45 Uhr
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And I stood at the doorstep and watched out into the night,
I looked at the stars and the moon that shone so bright.
It was like god has touched the ground,
where mysteries now could be found.
The trees looked like giving a silent salute,
with the northern star playing the metrum flute.
The stars glimmered like some guiding lights,
like a pathfinding help to some timeless knights.
The fog covers all this with silence,
so that nothing could be heard.
It seemed like a silent alliance,
between heaven and the whole wide world...
written on 06.08.98
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geschrieben am: 26.02.2000 um 19:39 Uhr
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The moon now glimmers, above our midnight shore, since he has risen heŽs what IŽm looking for.
The night is bright just in this light.
IŽve seen my love longtime ago,
I canŽt forget her beauty,
IŽve loved her all the time I know,
This is my will, my duty.
A lonely knight she wants to fight, at day and even in the night.
To be loved and to be seen,
like beauty trees in natures green.
A glory for your eyes, a crystal in the skys.
Dancing till I filled my heart,
dancing just to get apart,
of this world and of my thoughts,
of your love and to the lords...
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geschrieben am: 27.02.2000 um 16:09 Uhr
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Can`t find
what am I looking for ?
no more tears
the salted trace
are always dryed
sevenhundred ways
to find
what I search
the dream that never ends
it`s not too late
to be ready for life
rembering for past
it`s not too late
for going
sevenhundred ways
to find
the signs
Sept 99
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geschrieben am: 27.02.2000 um 16:12 Uhr
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Where is the sleep ...
deep and dreamless
sleep, isn`t filled up with feeling
sleep, let me forget
sleep, never ends
destroy my thoughts
sleep, safed my heart
kept my mind
sleep, doesn`t overload
sleep, helps me
sleep ...
where are u
u wouldn`t understand
u are so fare
from yourself
u don`t understand
u don`t see
the sign
du hast sie verwischt
unsere Spuren
im Sand
am Ufer des Lebens
du hast sie versenkt
usrere Ideen
im Meer
der Eitelkeiten
du läßt zu
daß Egoismus
Wundervolles zerstört
du hast aufgegeben
bevor du
zu kämpfen begannst
u won`t see
the sign ?
why did u chose me
u`ll destroy me ?
destroy all
what I believe
what I am ...
why ?
...auch nur einfach mal ein paar Gadanken...
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geschrieben am: 27.02.2000 um 18:11 Uhr
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und so sind manche auf der Flucht
suchen die Weite fast wie eine Sucht,
und verdrängen der Plage,
entstehend durch Tage der Einsamkeit,
und der ewigen Liebesfrage...
geschrieben im Januar Ž00
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geschrieben am: 27.02.2000 um 18:18 Uhr
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In Freiheit geboren,
zu Rittern der Liebe erkoren,
heben die schwerter der Treue,
zu Kampf bereit,
neigen die Häupter voll Reue,
lasset uns ziehen,
hinaus nur in die Ewigkeit...
geschrieben im Januar Ž00
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geschrieben am: 28.02.2000 um 16:59 Uhr
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When shadows begin to cover earth,
when daylight is about to fade,
just then my mind is rising...
rising to nowhereland.
To search to look where something could be find,
may I turn to you!
written on 02.10.97 |
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geschrieben am: 28.02.2000 um 17:02 Uhr
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My love just lies behind those hills,
the love my heart with pleasure fills.
I think of her every night and day,
I just donŽt know her and all I can say,
is just the way I feel and do;
is just to say "IŽm loving you!"
written sometime between 1997 - 1999 |
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geschrieben am: 28.02.2000 um 17:06 Uhr
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Our time has come,
to leave this place,
to start a new race,
to search for rhymes in other times.
To take part, of a new and better start,
A new year full of fun and fear,
And the thing weŽre most thinking of,
the thing that we call life and love...
written on 01.01.98
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geschrieben am: 28.02.2000 um 17:23 Uhr
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Love:
Make you doing things you never thought to do.
Make you feel like you never thought to feel.
Make you think like you never thought to think.
Can hurt you like you never thought to be hurt.
Can show you things you never thought to see.
Can lead you where you never thought to go...
written on 23.11.97
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geschrieben am: 29.02.2000 um 10:21 Uhr
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[b]WOW[/b]...
...[i]ich muss zugeben, deine Zeilen rühren Seiten in meinem Inneren, die ich höchst selten spüre...
das macht mich ziemlich sprachlos...
...also bleibt dieser Kommentar recht kurz...*lieber nochmal deine Zeilen durchles*...[/i]
[b]Thx 4 that feeling[/b]
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geschrieben am: 02.03.2000 um 17:35 Uhr
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I walked my way arround the clock,
till I saw this beauty girl,
till nearly everything arround me stoped.
no sound runs to my ears,
I felt no anger no fears,
I only saw this beautyness,
I only saw this single person,
no more no less!
My heart is traped to her,
like a fly to a spider.
I only will now think of her,
like rivers get deep, like oceans get wider.
Whereever she goes, whereever she rise,
IŽll follow like a bird,
like a bird of paradise...
written on 02.03.00
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geschrieben am: 06.03.2000 um 02:00 Uhr
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To fall in love is...
to light a candle in the storm of feelings!
written someday between 97-00
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geschrieben am: 06.03.2000 um 02:14 Uhr
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till now the land is covered,
covered into snow,
although we gone our way,
donŽt knowing where weŽll go.
It is a time of history,
many things we heared,
most of all we did not see,
even if we fly like birds.
The sun sets all into covered light,
so IŽm listening to the music,
waiting for you, waiting for tonight,
my heart beats for you around the clock,
till I reach your smile, till I reach the top...
written on 06.03.00
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geschrieben am: 06.03.2000 um 02:29 Uhr
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DaylightŽs gone, we hear the drums of earth,
itŽs like a silent magic mountain,
where we pray for gentle sunlight,
where we pray for mental birth.
Like capturing the winds of time,
like flying on a cloud,
like a flight of the eagle,
where we now could feel fine.
Take a walk in the meadow,
spread your wings to fly,
and watch the glorious sunglow,
whenever you will cross the sky...
written on 06.03.00
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geschrieben am: 28.04.2000 um 14:55 Uhr
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Sitting in the grass,
hitting once the silent bass,
itŽs no matter of itŽs mass,
just for time to pass.
I cry out in the night,
up to the stars I shout,
this daytime is for what I fight,
there are no days to think about.
Get the beat, feel the heat,
just beginn to dance,
like getting into trance.
And feel the rhytm of the night,
to keep your heart,
to keep it tight... |
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