…waiting for so long With my B1 ticket in the pocket all right I remember I was out all night, yeah! I'm driving around with my windows down on a summer night, yeah Got my favorite tape in the stereo a red wine and my love…

…lifes, its just waste of time, now they all are died. You havens seen that kind of cuelty, they take your lifes, with white jackets, when its just suets, its not about your need, there people beat kids and women. Its not a war, its just their magic doors.…

…again, you humiliate people, slap to their faces, so you get the o and leave their doors. You invite the women to your hotel rooms, you do what you please, they you come home to eat, you pley with your aids friends, you know what people think, must be something incommon, you cant leave, even if you really need it.…

…better go to get it from some party. If you do want to see the embassy surroundings, have a nice evening in some jugent appartment, you can come with me. there is a pleanty of food and beverages you to feed. All the fun…

…I only answer to good notes, i select my audience, I dont like wars, i just sit behind the bullet proof doors, its lawyers work in big cities, there is no open doors. You just do your work, everything is written, you…

…Covered the carcass of time with flowers To send the scent of blame to the grave Set the darkest thoughts on fire And watched the ashes climb to heaven's gates We hide behind the crimson door While the summer is killed…

…A single grain can tip the scale Amidst the burden the scale will prevail Showing what's worth being here Storyteller by a hearth of stone A white little creature purring me My childhood kingdom gone in time The islands…

…The waves of the lake splash And pines hum The frost of the north hurts Finnish grief in signs Woods bleak and stony, unlit There my mind rests There I will forget the pain Stars and moon us bless O my native land…

…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…