ning and across the rain - my past mixes with the landscape
I will not cry again. I'm weak, I've already not strengths,
"You must be strong. Beautiful innocence is weak, crystal innocence
the peaceble garden guards your tears, you must be strong"
Where is my faith? I look to the sky, but it seems no, no to respond
I will not cry again. I'm weak, I've already not strengths,
"In the shadows of this place, the birds sing, your soul sings,
A duet of sadness in the garden, a duet of sadness in your soul".
Looking through the pind, I've seen stamped on flowers,
stamped on dreams, too much fears...


3. The End Of The 2nd Act

Swans, slow dance of pretty strokes,
the indifferent walk on the pride
obscures the stranza hideing the bare.
Sad eyes crossed by the roses thorns
Sweet fragnances may hide strinking smells.
Swans, I've seen the beauty.
Swans, I've seen the simplicity.
But still, there're some gardens in which, statyes cry...
Sweet fragnances may hide my soul, my heart, my eyes, my arms...


4. April Rain

And that I need is written in my tears,
the rainy spring talks me about lot's of feelings
The streams of salt fade beautiful times
in which sweet lips kissed the scene at dusk
A parched heart I've seen.
A tender look fixes on my chest,
the indifference transforms into a smile.
Only some words is what this look needs,
why not stop and talk from the heart?
Clouds in the sky, whistles the wind and the flowers roll,
closing my eyes I can see in my mind
Drops of rain revive my memories, concealed in the past,
my innocence ups from the ash, my soul sighs.
No much fear, no more lies, no more tears from empty emotions,
no much hate locked in our minds, let the rain flow.
No much pain, no more cries, no dark, no more missing pleasures,
no much sadness in our minds, let the rain flow.


5. Four Roses In My Heart

Deep inside the bloody war, I just feel the shots of guns
and I dream of being a bird to fly far away from my home
four roses in my heart their thorns defend my feeble hope
four roses in my heart, like oceans growing in the sand
I don't believe in gods nor in future lives, I've learn to be strong
I wake up, hearing a painful song, and one voice
in every drop of rain that longs for a white dove.
Long time ago I understood my own existence
Nobody will save me, so I just own my inner endurance


6. The Beautiful Short Story

The old story, wisdom in short phrases, which we transform unto utopias.
To see further away, why not add an emotion?
But it always finishes...
Again the vulgar, again broken dreams.
Farce involves me, kissing my lips, and it hurts on swallowing...


7. Crystal World

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8. ...And Other Reflections

Time, thousand of thoughts stun me,
and I don't know yet if I prefer the past.
No!!!
Requiem for the innocence, not even I hear
its notes and so near they sounded...
Sometimes, emotions show the dark side of me,
I can't understand my own acts.
Time invites to forget so many little things which talk about me.
No!!!
It's a long time ago, now I see it clearly who deserves an awake...
Sometimes, emotions show the dark side of me
I can't understand my own acts and I close another door.
When trouble invades you.


9. So Much Affliction

Another murder, so many murders...
Grey rain falls on bloody chests, a child suffers,
he'll not hear again - "I love you son".
How to explain that?
It's impossible to erase the moment
that will mark a life, the color of emptiness.
The waves break against the weakest
and the meerschaum takes away the pieces.
It rains on bloody backs, a mother pains,
her son tortured, she loves her son.
Why come to that?
Both heads of the coins are only one, it's affliction.
Breathening the salty scent of the breeze,
I'd like the meerschaum to bring the pieces,
the waves break against the weakest,
and the meerschaum takes away pieces.


10. Fallen Leaves

Remember, they were something - they sounded here... The notes.
Look there, there's nothing, a leaf falls, only it's another one.
No... Scores in solitude, it's only a heart
showing the retreat in which guards the splinters.
The sound of the silence, harmonies of intimacy
show me the retreat in which I can close my eyes.
Look there, there's nothing.
A fleeting walk among the trust.
A leaf falls, today there's nothing
only the sour taste of not to know why.
A picture, conjures up images of my identity.
I realize that I've seen so many fallen leaves.


11. Forgotten Forever

The passage of the time, another emotion falls in an empty bags.
The darkness extends covering a face which feels the dismay.
A wet folio which show; he shout from the inner part of... soul,
in flowery gardens a portrait, drops in a window,
to swim nowhere, and feel the tiredness, and you go down.
To see so near which is so far away it's so deep the hole...
To walk towards the light, to see it more and more falling soul...
In flowery gardens a portrait, drops in a window.
Forgotten forever in the silent dim. Forgotten emotions...
Forgotten forever, so immenses thougths. Forgotten. Why?


12. Nostalgic Harmonies Brings The Wind

Now, when the time has come and the leaves have fallen,
in the eternal autumn of loneliness, in memories I've ever dead.
She's crying, she's crying and the forest... in my dreams.
Now when the time has come and ancient trees keep silence
in the eternal autumn of loneliness, in bloody skies I've ever dead
She's dying, she's dying and my memories... in my dreams


13. Autumn Concert

Walls of ivy, I see a quiet mind. In the calm... the bandstand.
Rain... softly in the pools, behind time curtains... an eagerness grows