A puzzle of emotions
scattered all over...
I SING A SONG
When the days grow dark, dreary, and long, I sing...
along dark and winding forest road
stood a decaying house of wood and stone...
How does my soul sing clear its song for you -
When my strong voice transmits a foreign air...
Get out of the bars, look at the stars, what do...
its hue. The songbird sings its tune, the melody...
If only time would run like a river,
yet into the opposite direction...
We have regrets
sometimes were a mess...
Rich and poor people
Have the same trouble...
In this world of broken dreams
Streets are invaded by a lie...
Today marks one hundred years
ago the first world war came to an end...
Ashes to dust,
forgiveness...
Streams after streams of silk, you knitted -
Like a solemn harpist...