I hear your voice
It sings so softly
Curious to join in
A harmony to breathe forevermore
Joyous the one to hear a voice
In fields where grass grows tall
Golden carpets swell and whisper
Autumn trees will weep
Immune to pity, I've grown used to grief
The eternal tear reciprocates
In fields where grass grows tall
Golden carpets swell and whisper
Autumn trees will weep
Dawn breaks open like a wound that bleeds afresh
In bleak misery, the lifeless lie in squandor
Love has left me, fleed from me
Fragrant lust waits beside and dies
Like flowers that wilt without refreshment
In midday sun I sit and bide time
Adorning me, a lovelorn rhapsody
It sings so softly
Curious to join in
A harmony to breathe forevermore
Joyous the one to hear a voice
In fields where grass grows tall
Golden carpets swell and whisper
Autumn trees will weep
Immune to pity, I've grown used to grief
The eternal tear reciprocates
In fields where grass grows tall
Golden carpets swell and whisper
Autumn trees will weep
Dawn breaks open like a wound that bleeds afresh
In bleak misery, the lifeless lie in squandor
Love has left me, fleed from me
Fragrant lust waits beside and dies
Like flowers that wilt without refreshment
In midday sun I sit and bide time
____________________
I am the unmaker... I bring death to the beautiful dawn.
Mire Enya muzikos ir tekstu autorius Nicky Ryan (79) taigi praktiskai nera ir Enyos kaip kurybines visumos. Jeigu ji kazka naujo ir isleis tai jau bus ne ji
Aš tada prisiduodu, kad artimiausias kelias savaites mane mažai matysite music'e, daug realaus gyvenimo problemų iškilo. Nors nuo manęs nieks šitam portale nepriklauso, tai tiesiog matysit mažiau burbėjimo Bet pažadu sugrįžt
O visas reikalas tame, kad sistemai nepatiko dienoraščio pavadinimas, nes jame buvo žodis grupė ir po jo toliau skaičius, tai sistema suprato, kad čia grupė su tokiu id, o ne dienoraštis ir negalėjo atidaryti
Sorry, sirgau su 39, nelabai norėjosi kažką čia aiškintis.. kol dar supratau kame problema ir apie ką išvis kalba eina per visus neaiškius kaltinimus ir užuominas..
2008 m. vasario 29 d. 21:26:01
Curious to join in
A harmony to breathe forevermore
Joyous the one to hear a voice
In fields where grass grows tall
Golden carpets swell and whisper
Autumn trees will weep
Immune to pity, I've grown used to grief
The eternal tear reciprocates
In fields where grass grows tall
Golden carpets swell and whisper
Autumn trees will weep
Dawn breaks open like a wound that bleeds afresh
In bleak misery, the lifeless lie in squandor
Love has left me, fleed from me
Fragrant lust waits beside and dies
Like flowers that wilt without refreshment
In midday sun I sit and bide time
____________________
I am the unmaker... I bring death to the beautiful dawn.