Тексты песен SOLEFALD

The train left westwards on a Saturday sunrise We rode along the linear scaffold To a fertile sidetrack Not yet been tamed By urban architecture Unknown in a rural village Tresspassing silent roads

Floating magenta in circles Over slippery, white surfaces Reversed vitality And the laughter of a metallic light The world is familiar

Flykt fremmede For du er ikke innhyllet I jernlovens take Dyrk Ikke ditt Men deres For du er den som Enna kan Vi er kilden Vi ander Den jernlov som fodtes I oss Og Med oss

Luna plina - lift your veil of silver Red wine rebellion - drown yourself in vain Control and strength - cultivating sense Regressive dreams - living in the past Atmosfear - emptiness inside Disinteg

The world is my will and I will a cigar A coronas corona creation of sound Cedar matchsticks light the best Cuban brand Hiroshima hides in this fat Havana A motion picture to rewind and master The dir

burn the edges of your thoughts feel the air beneath burn the edges of your thoughts feel the air beneath witness the cosmic dance from a red view burn the edges of your thoughts devastating fire b

nеr parasollen еpner seg I sjelelsk glimrer det langs spilene og verden blir kjшnn du er vanntеrnet pе pе bordet jeg danser pе kanten av glasset og lengter mot regn og frodige skoger glir med et ry

sex from backyards - porches out - into chambers - arenas parliaments of men broadcasted boys we fell off the macho vehicle as batons from the scientific rev lost their bastille in paris 68 paterni

the poem was written by the noble lord Byron (1788 - 1824). when the moon is on the wave, and the glow-worm in the grass, and the meteor on the grave, and the wisp on the morass when the falling sta