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NEGATIVE FACE LYRICS
"The Dance Of the Mourneful Clown" (1997)
1. Coloured Harmony (Barevná harmonie)
2. I´m Nobody (Jsem Nikdo)
3. The Joy Of Fear (Radost strachu)
4. The Touch (Dotek)
5. In the Shade Of Wind (Ve stínu vìtru)
6. The Blue Tears Of the World (Modré slzy svìta)
7. Falling Down (Padám dolù)
8. The Dance Of the Sun Clown (Tanec sluneèního klauna)
9. The Sad Side Of Philosophy (Smutná strana filosofie)
10. Ke Fear (Strach)
11. Fear Industry (Prùmysl strachu)
12. In the Sky (V oblacích)
1. Coloured Harmony (Barevná harmonie)
Now I,m looking through the sky
trying to remember what is on my mind.
It,s me who made the symphony,
It,s me who found the harmony,
coloured harmony.
Tears from my eyes fly to the sky.
Tears from my eyes fly to the sky.
To the sky...
To the sky...
That clear water trouble the sad clouds.
The wings of beauty night wind strokes.
The glitter of spider web refflecting
in the stars,
that rainbow of the night is mine.
The harmony of colours puzzles
the night looks.
The symphony of splitting tears,
sounds in the moonlight song.
Rainbow night absords my cry,
while the joy comes,
the birds sing.
Jugglers wake up, lit up the lamps.
Go and smile at the rainbow night.
The whistles sing, the trumpets sound.
my tears itnto the colours had changed
2. I´m Nobody (Jsem Nikdo)
Behind my head the glass times spliting
like the stars of night the crocks glitter
The moon holds it´s tears
on the horse of night.
Sadly I walk through
the heaps of snow, heaps of joy.
Stiff smiles of the dead fragments of time
hitting my eyes, forcing me to laugh.
The mouth open wide, the words in the wind
disappearing in the embrace of uunderstanding,
the moon is crying.
Sand-glass of time in the land of no one
find the uderstanding in the waves of blindness.
In the grip of winter,
the snow-flakes searching their conscience.
I´m Nobody and nobody will find it out.
In the frost of forgetingness we are searching, who we are.
We look for understanding, we don´t know,
why we are.
We are drowning our unconcienceness
in the tears of ancient times.
We spread our arms towards
the manipulation of faith.
Sorry, I was just joking.
I´m Nobody but U am looking for my way.
I don´t spread my arms towards the manipulation of faith.
I´m opening my heart and quietly listen.
3. The Joy Of Fear (Radost strachu)
Sleepingly I wander
through the deserted land.
Flaming wind burns my body.
I hear something circling above me.
No, I will not sleep, I´ll go on.
My eyes are closed, but ears hear all.
They want to get me, but I´m still awake.
I will not run, but not let them
to catch me. They never get,
what I´m looking for.
I´m becoming a part of the sand storm,
the seventh day of sorrow, the joy of fear.
No, you don´t understand me,
though you listen to me.
No, I´m not afraid,
I don´t understand myself.
Now I just dream and
they are disappearing in the storm.
It´s not me now,
only the dust stays in the snad.
I´m becoming a part of this storm
the seventh day of sorrow, the joy of fear.
4. The Touch (Dotek)
Close your eyes and touch the light
barefooted walks through the life
close your eyes and touch the time
in the depths of wisdom draws draws the seriptures.
Close your eyes and quietly listen
how the butterfly of death sadly sings
close your eyes and caress your breath
to realize it is you who is here.
Open your mind and blindly enter
with arms full of flowers the cold water
Open your mind and silently sing
to the sky full of stars above your head.
5. In the Shade Of Wind (Ve stínu vìtru)
I see you fools, catch the wind
into the damp nets.
Silently singing, gossiping about it.
I touch around me, I know you are here
I see you fools in the shade of wind.
I hear you, you fool picking the stars
out of the sky.
in the sun set you dance, pouring the rain.
I touch around me, I know you are here
I see you fool in the shade of wind.
I feel you all in the cirquite of an every
day life.
You´re hurting yourself, enjoying yourself.
I touch quietly around me, I´m falling
through my shadow into the sky.
6. The Blue Tears Of the World (Modré slzy svìta)
Blinded sheep run through deserted field
across the dry meadows and dry streams.
The mourning color of the sky,
so limpy without the slouds doesn´t let
the birds to fly in peace.
The sorrow has the blue colour today.
The sentence of time had signed
human stupidity.
The music of mourning si burned
in the heat of sun.
We are escaping in front of our actions
into the safety of the past.
The safety lace of the Earth
vanished in the time.
What are we going to do?
Is it late to ask?
We are the blind sheep running
over the dry ocean
And the paddles of the lost watter
are the wet tears of the world.
7. Falling Down (Padám dolù)
I,m falling, I,m falling down.
I,m falling into your palms.
I,m falling...
Night beauty don,t blind my eyes
stars birds wather my ears with
singing.
Moonshine follow my fly
night beauty dance with me forever.
I,m falling, I,m falling down.
I,m falling into yours palms.
Please stay with me forever.
Please stay with me forever.
Forever...
Night beauty don,t blind my eyes
stars birds wather my ears with
singing.
Moonshine follow my fly
night beauty dance with me forever.
I,m falling down...
8. The Dance Of the Sun Clown (Tanec sluneèního klauna)
Dance with me I´m a clown
without the jingle-bells.
Entiened clown with a muddged face.
Dance with me, warm up my body.
Lit up my soul with your rays.
Dance with me, my shadow is calling.
Through my skin your light is shining.
Dance with me, don´t even let me alone a while.
Take off the weight of me,
I give you everything for that.
Sun, sun, don´t go to sleep.
Sky don´t bleed, sun come to dance.
Sun, sun don´t go to sleep.
I´m a sad clown,
sun keep on dancing with me.
Dance with me, dry up my tears.
Don´t let tha salty water
to wash my mask off.
Dance with me, you life of life.
I´m a man without face,
I´m a mournefull clown.
9. The Sad Side Of Philosophy (Smutná strana filosofie)
Are you dancing in the glass?
But don´t celebrate, your time didn´t come yet.
Are you falling asleep with
the ash on your head?
But don´t sleep,
the night didn´t come yet.
The paragraphs of the past
twisted into the question mark.
The fall of time kills everyone.
the paragraphs of the past
twisted into the question mark.
The pleasure is on your side
and the slimey answer.
You roll your self naked
in the mudd, but don´t worry
it doesn´t rain.
You spread water into your mouth,
but believe me that every answer
need not to be a lie.
10. Ke Fear (Strach)
Unbelievely I ask myself why all that fear?
Why the jouy changes into the deaf lit of the mind?
I can´t understand those thoughts changing themselves into
catastrophy.
Why horror and fright clouds the clear pools?
Stop the time for a while, and let me sleep in peace
Sing the prayers, stop the cry
Caress with love those shaking souls
look for the right way and sense of life
Even the clouded pool will clear up in a time
Evil thoughts will disappear and what will happen then?
You can´t stop the wings of time, you listen to the wind.
Standing on the road with your faith looking for the sense of life.
11. Fear Industry (Prùmysl strachu)
Blind destruction of the modern age
and a sleepy emptiness of passing time
crosses the rays of our souls and
blowes out the blossom of the life culture.
Hated machines dominates in our lives.
Despair itself lost it,s meaning long ago.
Now we can just closed the eyes
to escape at least with the sight
the industry of fear...
You can,t understand, can,t you forget?
You can,t understand, can,t you forget?
Do you cover your ears?
Useless idea.
Looking for hope?
Will you accept despair?
At your conscience stays the industry of
fear.
Looking for hope?
Fear, industry
Looking for hope?
Do you cover ...
12. In the Sky (V oblacích)
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