Vahest
Aitäh.
Darkness and Light
I feel as in prison,
when morning appears.
Forgetting my reasons,
returning as fears.
Crippled by shadows,
yet carried by light.
Is what we are told.
but how is that right?
Both are within us.
The darkness, the light.
Taking one out,
just wouldn't be right.
Truth lies in knowing,
that light can not be.
Unless the darkness,
has set it free.
Embrace the darkness,
together with light.
For all of our brightness,
glows stronger at night.
Pime lootus
Tollel õhtul oli pime.
Puhus vaikselt tuuleke.
Juhtus minuga siis ime.
Astus tuppa keegi veel.
Ma ei teadnud sinu nime,
ega kuhu oled teel.
Olgugi, et olen pime.
Sinu soojust tajus meel.
Anna mulle palun aega.
Väheke, ma tulen taas.
Tasun selle, suure vaeva.
Palun sind, mind mäleta..
Mööduda võib päevi hulgi.
Palju? Öelda ma ei tea..
Kuid ma seda ju ei jäta.
Sind vaid ikka meeles pean.
Oled loodud selles ilmas.
Kaunimaks kui kogu maa.
Ning su armsad siirad silmad.
Mulle tähtedena säravad.
Ma ei tea, kas usud saatust.
Kuid ma seda öelda saan.
Ärme se .....
Koju tagasi
Me kunagi kokku ju saime.
Seal paigas, kus rohtune aas.
Kohas, kus metsad täis vaime.
Ning talvel on lumigi maas.
Kas kohtuda võiksime jälle?
Et näha, mis saanud on meist.
Võtta veel üles need jäljed
ja emmata teinegi teist.
Elu on viinud meid ära
ja rajad on rohtunud teel.
Ei silmades pole meil sära.
Ega ergas ei ole me meel.
Koju tagasi tulla ma tahan.
See on ka ju minugi maa.
Kuid ei aita ei valu, ei hala.
Sind iial ei tagasi saa.
If it was so
If your eyes could really see,
would you see what comes to be?
If mirrors would show us our fate,
would you stare and take the hate?
If love was given all to free,
Would it mean so much to me?
If true lovers never met,
Would they be a hopeless wreck?
If you could only do what's right,
Would we distinguish day from night?
If life was endless and controlled,
Would you always act as told?
If you stopped and walked away,
What would really make you stay?
If you could have all you wanted,
Would you give up all you have?
Is it life or is it love?
What is life and what is love?
It is below as is above.
We can cry a thousand tears.
Or we can wait a hundred years.
We could sail the seven seas
and climb above the highest trees.
We would laugh and we would cry.
With life itself among our side.
Take my hand and we shall go.
To touch the sands, to touch the snow.
At night the moon shall make our way.
So in the dark, we will not stray.
A hundred years I will commit.
To make the road we walk stay lit.
A tiny thing I ask of you.
To me and us will you be true?
Life goes
It is so funny, how life really goes.
The older you get, the faster it shows.
We had our moments, of love and of war.
Chose our battles, but tell me what for?
Words that we spoke and things that we did.
Sometimes the loudest, but sometimes we hid.
All that was special, to you and to me.
Made up my story, so damn vividly.
March to the end
Passage must be written.
Before the day is done.
Unless all saints are rotten.
And end of days has come.
Water burns like fire.
And air has turned to dust.
With each step we will tire.
But march on we now must.
The gates of hell await.
Whom never really knew.
To give before you take.
And help the weakest through.
Selfless are the ones.
Who even when it burns.
Help the helpless ones.
And give out all their turns.