Of Sea, Wind and Farewell
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Listen up closely does the wind want something? Beyond the ocean of my little island snow is slowly intering my heart I don't run away sometimes I'm simply away as if I'm given birth again born again, but with memories in my head Beyond the ocean of my little island on which the waves bring nothing there... ...where you can find my letter which leaks sometimes through my long forgotten already empty eyes No... let's continue let's not change the boat
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
We shall fall from those white clouds where our names bear the light of day and silence creates the white roses painted by our dreams the rivers bank fade away A transparent mist shows a raging ocean in our hearts Through the falling rain our eyes still burn ...but we're the wind our eyes burn with fire of our hearts You won't ever see us crying you'll hear us listening to the symphonies of our destiny
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Green eyes, aren't they like the seaweed dwelling in the ocean plunge deep into the womb of the ocean this Abyss of countless mirrored images beautiful, but intensly cold in the far sight Through the prism of brown glasses there was a time when the dolphins crossed the sapphrie surface of the waters which hid underneath it the newly begotten life There in the depths hides the truth of the purple images untouched by anyone there in the deep blue heavens rove all incarnation of eternity Green eyes Didn't you throw away the key to the microcosmos full of mysteries of every little man I breathe in full lungs when I look at you - green eyes didn't you distort the rainbow of perception?
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Lost in the time of my birth I see the tears of all flowers asking When will the moon and the breeze fall into a sea of mist Waiting for the old dawn to reappear hearing a familiar song When an eternal gift was born
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
...And the blue eyes of the lakes cry inside themselves I call the wind and watch this sky of mine could I search for silence when time has stopped in an old memory which revives itself every spring The blue eyes of the lakes cry inside themselves don't they should I touch again the night or should I be the whole light on this planet?
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026