SOLITARY AS GRASS
As usual, featuring the voice of Marianne
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30. Oktober 2014 um 18:17
machete
youre painting such a vivid picture in my mind... i can feel this clearly. thank you for this wonderful piece!
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30. Oktober 2014 um 18:19
4. November 2014 um 03:49
Marianne
WOW...such a wondrous response to the lyrics and music. Thank you so much, machete; deeply appreciated. :)
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30. Oktober 2014 um 07:45
30. Oktober 2014 um 10:14
Marianne
Here are the lyrics for you, Uli:
I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?
Shall I ever find it, whatever it is?
It shall be life, blooming red with love
A crimson rose, devoid of thorns
Soft petals reaching into the blue sky
Sun drenched, glorious and pure
Hushed raindrops whispering love
Carrying my heart to its destination
Your soul the colour of the rainbow
I saw you long before time reached you
Your black hair curled around my fingers
Entangled by your charming smile
I will your love upon my restless heart
Your arms holding me, I am a child
A crimson rose adored by passers by
Sweet of nature, a new creation
Dawn sweeps our passion into the night
Hallowed sighs twirling around the moon
WE inhale the doomed future of love
A cycle of life and death, past and present
I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?
Shall I ever find it, whatever it is? +2
I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?
Shall I ever find it, whatever it is?
It shall be life, blooming red with love
A crimson rose, devoid of thorns
Soft petals reaching into the blue sky
Sun drenched, glorious and pure
Hushed raindrops whispering love
Carrying my heart to its destination
Your soul the colour of the rainbow
I saw you long before time reached you
Your black hair curled around my fingers
Entangled by your charming smile
I will your love upon my restless heart
Your arms holding me, I am a child
A crimson rose adored by passers by
Sweet of nature, a new creation
Dawn sweeps our passion into the night
Hallowed sighs twirling around the moon
WE inhale the doomed future of love
A cycle of life and death, past and present
I am solitary as grass. What is it I miss?
Shall I ever find it, whatever it is? +2
30. Oktober 2014 um 19:49
31. Oktober 2014 um 06:19
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