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ON THORNS I LAY LYRICS
"Sounds Of Beautiful Experience" (1995)
1. Voluptuous Simplicity Of The Line
2. All Is Silent
3. A Sparrow Dances
4. Cleopatra
5. A Dreamer Can Touch The Sky
6. Rainy Days
7. Sunrise Of A New Age
8. On Thousand Tames
9. Tazidi Nostalgiae
1. Voluptuous Simplicity Of The Line
As the nightfall brings the fear of darkness
The strange and magical type of the beauty
The splendid tone of silence
Find the road of my heart
I remember a big solitary state
So close to the incandescence
Oh hot southwest wind
Burried to the internal of my dreaming
World, I bring to my face the icon
The fearfull damnation that I had invoked,
Extinguished impressions
The sighs take her shape, cause the
Spirit of love governs and reigns
Burning, the most humiliation worship
For reasons that they will be known
Into the sky, the pale gods with the faged winds
From Egypt many inauspiciouses as the reflection
Of a reverie, an etherial sight that will bring
You to the trance
Round the sleepless souls of virgins
Into the lake of the swans
Voluptuous simplicity of the line
Triumph of the heavenly beauty
Oh holy light, the speritualism and the delicacy
Of the greek pattern, it doesn't exist
More godless beauty than this
The fire of the black love
Far away from the death, Abyss
Who is the giver of our life?
Deep red, the invitation of flowers earned
The occultica love, imagination, angels watch them
As they dance into the centuries eternal sorrow
Where the trees climb to the abrupt raviness, rivulets
Are purling
I sit down and imagine the old secrets
Everything are now desert,
Is something that you believe
Something from the kingdom of imagination
Something that the morbid nights, the dreams become uneasy
The dark forests, the secrets of the deep with the legend,
Old oceans will become one
Come out from the darkness,
the damp hot mold purpose to the Dawn's dew
2. All Is Silent
The shade of love gives me, your hallucination,
I need to endure the solitude, this awfully screaming
To the sting of the atmost chaos,
where the primordial wichness is so hideous for description
The expression of her face, an expression of abominable malice,
and triumph into an old, oppressive house,
the accoustic illusions of the awfully...
Thundering panthymonium captured by horror,
everything around me appear like living blying image
(We build dreams to get her; if I could see the hapiness of soul,
as the rain from our sky is so strong)
The wind from the lake of memories, the cold climate
gives to the solitude a tone of delight and psychic beauty
But Death seems to be forever between us
and the last hope is like the hate that's stain with blood
Your silent crying, sorrow and invisible feeling,
who cares now about me, when my eyees can't speak?
Why my God? Why even the light of your sun,
is like the sparkling of a star, when it eraces and eraces...
Into the deep sed of dawn,
if I could live the beginning of your world...
3. A Sparrow Dances
To the gate of paradise,
as angels lisp the hymn of life,
perfumes and screams of people,
inundate this night.
My God give me power
to live again the scene
where I'll kiss her
and then so sweet I'll die.
Oh... it's so simple to come here again,
to come here again
I could have my machine of time
to come back again,
to live for one more time,
to be late the moment
before the separation
Oh... my crazy mind,
invited from feeling of love and admiration...
As I ascend the mountain
which always I was fearing
and I search for the unknown
which always was challenging the dread
It's a whole story of the summer
and overflows me with fall of joy
All days could be a summer
like a magic night
to the seashore with you
and the favorable wind
to reel your hair
Birds transport cheerful message
and follow us everywhere
A sparrow dances, under the sun, a sparrow dances
See them to be influenced from our romance
and the melody of hapiness take away their solitude...
4. Cleopatra
I feel a forbearing, strange feeling to capture me
The falling into the deep of the Blasphemy is what turns aside me
The cycle of wisdom makes me to feel the power
which marches to the deliverance of the Death
I remember her Godly shape, she was so pretty,
so magnificent, faraway from the human limits...
but now...
I don't know...
I hear your voice, oh why are you so far?
Believe me, look my eyes, feel me
We shall continue forever, together into a cursed land
here love is like, the flower, among the thorns
The romanticism lives into the endless meadows and seas,
to the beautifull mystical lakes
Very high mountains,
where live the Gods,
guide our destiny.
Look at me, I am still crying
This is my eternal torture.
Show me the way to shun the damnation of the Lord
He faced me with pitilless, mercilessly
Now I hate him, now I am abandoned for ever... for ever...
Paradise and hell become one,
it doesn't matter if it's a dream,
it doesn't matter if it's still raining
if it's the thing that you hate most of all...
But you know that your spirit is still in the air
It takes you again and again,
you put your lips to her lips for your love...
5. A Dreamer Can Touch The Sky
6. Rainy Days
The heat of love, that inflame my heart
comes to the deepest of my soul
Rainy days
It's so deep the reality...
but maybe the dream will continue,
a romantical dream, a spring water into the deserted
I feel lost to fall into the abyss
Far away from the human love,
but so close to the beauty of the real life
Rainy days
Believe to yourself, if you wanna you got it
The future is in our hands, free your heart to the paradisiac land
Sometimes my consideration,
travel to the mountain and the fossils of an unknown century
But I bring your hand to my face,
I see the tombs to shine to the lost beaming of the sun,
of your sun
Rainy days
Rainy days
7. Sunrise Of A New Age
Colors and melodies, shell my mind,
Winds and perfumes, escort the sunrise of a new age, so long,
from the human damnation, and the dance is beginning now...
A mass face to face with life and death
Into the night fear isn't hindrance for the fantasy,
the sound that emerged from the depths of the earth
Inundates the souls of so many people,
The beat that makes the heats of your heart
to follow the real quickness,
as the music makes the body to move without end
Inundates the humans with delight
and get angry the instincts,
and as the dance continues,
extasy overflows the souls
And the sweatness bodies feel the necesity
to become one and to speak each other
Now everybody want to reveal, his real oneself,
into the insanity, and the influences of drugs
And as the night becomes bigger, pretty female figures,
invite us so close to them, to feel the sweet passion...
And the extasy of love, the bodies stay naked and continue to romb,
around the fire into smokes and colors that tear the darkness
Colors and melodies, shell my mind,
winds and perfumes escort the sunrise of a new age
8. On Thousand Tames
The damnation of the centuries is still staying
Here, like the black cloud of grief, like the dull
Dawn of an autumnol day
Pain, sorrow, hystery is what offer to us our Lord,
Watch the beautifull sky, this foolmoon night,
Stars light all the creation into this darkness
Unknown sounds brake the eternal tranquillity
Oh favorable wind, reel like furious
Higher from the grand turret, where Death
And life become one, the journey of soul after
Death, memories from the signs of the cross
Where the infernal abyss seems to be
The passage from the time to the eternity
The only one I want is to be true
In a dull sky with clouds and despair, the beaming
Of the moon seems to be the unexpected hope
This salvation could be like an oasis somewhere in Egypt
Why is such a mystery?
Even I feel the ancient force
when I walk to the Enternal of a pyramid or a temple.
I know that the spirit
Springs from the liberty of the mind, and one day you will see...
That we will leave everything back, why is such our purpose?
Because life is the suffering
that you'll pay for the eternal hapiness
There isn't truth more, gold from the truth of grief,
One thousand times to be born,
one thousand times you will crucified
The old woman is still wail for the dead,
the old like paths of the people to wake up the dead.
The damnation of hundred years,
it's still living with us,
Like the black cloud of sorrow,
like the dull dawn of an autumnal day
9. Tazidi Nostalgiae
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