07.01.2021
Gigantic Lake
mountains of cream
sweets and cakes
a moon made of plastic
and children without dresses
are sitting on a cloud and sing
the wind is laughing, on a gigantic lake
yes, the wind is laughing, on a gigantic lake
and we're alone, alone
floating along and singing
Jack is locked up in his room, and chasing bunnies
Franky and Max are picking mushrooms
the grass is glistening
and the sky drips with moisture
light falls like rain
and many stars
we sit on a cloud and sing
and the wind is laughing, on a gigantic lake
yes, the wind is laughing, on a gigantic lake
the wind is laughing, on a gigantic lake
yes, the wind is laughing, on a gigantic lake
28.06.2020
Dreamers' Club
Versions: #1
In the lines of those who walk like a flock, I got lost
I was swept away up to my weaknesses, when looking for a meaning.
I am doing fine, walking on glasses.
I am doing fine, I am walking, walking
To the club of dreamers of justice, I arrived by mistake
I asked only for more love, and received reality
I am doing fine, dancing on glasses
I am doing fine, I am dancing, dancing
The poet of paucity and sadness
I was, I thought of being.
The essence of speech is the soul,
I knew it and forgot to admit
To the place of the seers I went, groping like a blind man
in my sins I sanctified, when I could have waived
I am doing fine, walking on glasses.
I am doing fine, I am walking, walking
The poet of paucity and sadness
I was, I thought of being.
The essence of speech is the soul,
I knew it and forgot to admit