and the road goes on and on
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Death of a Living Being
Another being ceased to exist
Snatched away from the world's countenance.
Time took it as it was passing by
and captured the spirit in the past
where all the living cannot go.
He has been dear to many hearts
For he had much love to give.
An incarnation of benevolence has left us
forever and will never come back
as living things are destined to die.
And with the passing of this being,
Memories fade away into black nothingness.
Memories full of joy and amazement,
Memories other people would not believe.
And all those moments are lost in time
Like tears in the rain.
(Anm.: die letzten beiden Verse sind zugegebenermaßen gestohlen aber sobald ich sie zitiere, sind sie das wohl nicht mehr: Roy Betty in "Bladerunner", gespielt von Rutger Hauer, der auch für die Zeilen verantwortlich ist: )
Sound of Nature
A nightingale sings.
Listen to the sound of it!
Beautifully sung.
Persistence of Nature
Spring after winter.
And sunshine after rain, too,
Are not to be changed.
Manifoldness of Nature
Flowers on the grass.
Birds in the sky above us.
And fish in the sea.
Beauty of Nature
A sunset at dusk
paints the sky in warm colours
'til the sun is gone.
The story of the town
This story needs to be told.
A story of a town.
The story of the wayfarers of old.
Look at the towns houses and behold
that prosperity is not around.
This story needs to be told.
You can hear, when the story does unfold:
In the story, there is no man with a crown.
The story of the wayfarers of old.
In the whole town you cannot find gold.
Though there are people wearing a gown.
This story needs to be told.
Their hearts are warm and not cold.
And in the story, inhabitants of the town do never frown.
The story of the wayfarers of old.
No one and nothing has to be controlled.
The name of the town is Hymoun.
This story needs to be told.
The story of the wayfarers of old.
Next time, I'll give the last examples of my attempts to be creative.
Death of a Living Being
Another being ceased to exist
Snatched away from the world's countenance.
Time took it as it was passing by
and captured the spirit in the past
where all the living cannot go.
He has been dear to many hearts
For he had much love to give.
An incarnation of benevolence has left us
forever and will never come back
as living things are destined to die.
And with the passing of this being,
Memories fade away into black nothingness.
Memories full of joy and amazement,
Memories other people would not believe.
And all those moments are lost in time
Like tears in the rain.
(Anm.: die letzten beiden Verse sind zugegebenermaßen gestohlen aber sobald ich sie zitiere, sind sie das wohl nicht mehr: Roy Betty in "Bladerunner", gespielt von Rutger Hauer, der auch für die Zeilen verantwortlich ist: )
Click to viewSound of Nature
A nightingale sings.
Listen to the sound of it!
Beautifully sung.
Persistence of Nature
Spring after winter.
And sunshine after rain, too,
Are not to be changed.
Manifoldness of Nature
Flowers on the grass.
Birds in the sky above us.
And fish in the sea.
Beauty of Nature
A sunset at dusk
paints the sky in warm colours
'til the sun is gone.
The story of the town
This story needs to be told.
A story of a town.
The story of the wayfarers of old.
Look at the towns houses and behold
that prosperity is not around.
This story needs to be told.
You can hear, when the story does unfold:
In the story, there is no man with a crown.
The story of the wayfarers of old.
In the whole town you cannot find gold.
Though there are people wearing a gown.
This story needs to be told.
Their hearts are warm and not cold.
And in the story, inhabitants of the town do never frown.
The story of the wayfarers of old.
No one and nothing has to be controlled.
The name of the town is Hymoun.
This story needs to be told.
The story of the wayfarers of old.
Next time, I'll give the last examples of my attempts to be creative.