…Let me tell you a story Story of a man Who wants to be a god God of the wind He dressed to brown Brown leather clothes He used a bone mace And ate mushrooms He lived in the woods There trees are huge Only friends were…

…I, I have sailed All alone So many times The seven seas of tears I can still hear the waves. Cold frigid wind On my sails Always takes me back To distant memories Home, the last farewell. Waves of time candour and…

…I close my eyes, the lantern dies The scent of awakening, wild-honey and dew Childhood games, woods and lakes Streams of silver, toys of olden days Meadows of Heaven The flowers of wonder and the hidden treasures In…

…myself Who do you think you are? Oh no, who do you think you are? I'm nothing but a dreamer, dreamer Stay alive for the shivers Who do you think you are Cry me a river I bathe in the waves Throw me to fire I dance in the…

…holes, and souls grow whole You can moan to the moon You can swoon in the sunset Don't hurry, your world won't disappear See the waves that drape the shore They fill the holes ,and souls grow whole and old I'm drifting…

…blunder Percival got drunk and tossed his cup into the snow Where'd the grail go? Catherine found her Heathcliff but the Brontes died alone Air gets so cold Wind revives the balladeers sentenced to their words Fog…