Calea de la exterior inspre interior pare a fi cea mai lunga, desi pregatirile dureaza mai mult decat drumul, care se face intr-o singura clipita. Acum esti "afara" indata esti "inauntru". Tu, prietene, unde ai ajuns acum?
01 ianuarie 2007
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Birds Of Paradise
Peter, Sue & Marc
Who are you, who am I?
Is it real, do we touch the sky?
Nothing´s real, all disguise
said the birds of paradise.
I´m afraid, can´t you see
tell me where do you carry me?
You will soon realize
said the birds of paradise.
Chorus:
Flying home, flying home
to the land that you once have known
to the peace that once was true
for a little girl like you.
Flying home, flying home
from a world that is made of stone
till your heart is light and free
like it once was meant to be.
How can I go ahead
when my eyes are becoming wet?
Save your tears, dry your eyes
said the birds of paradise.
But the time´s passing by
Say how long do we have to fly?
Moon will set, sun will rise
said the birds of paradise.
Chorus:
Flying home, flying home
to the land that you once have known
to the peace that once was true
for a little girl like you.
Flying home, flying home
from a world that is made of stone
till your heart is light and free
like it once was meant to be.
(solo flute)
Flying home, flying home
from a world that is made of stone
till your heart is light and free
like it once was meant to be.
Hear the sound, see the light
now I know that our way was right.
Morning sun can make you wise
said the birds of paradise.
Birds of paradise.
Si pentru ca, asa cum spuneam mai demult, nu poate fi muzica doar din versurile parasite singure, pe o bucata de hartie, am sa va ofer ceva mai mult. Aici puteti gasi Birds of Paradise
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