THE SKY IS CRYING, CRYING TEARS THAT AREN´T MINE.

MOTHER BLUE

THERE ARE LOTS OF SUPERMARKETS, AND YOU HAD TO CHOSE THE AMERICAN SUPERMARKET!

1990...

 LISBOA - LÃS E MALHAS - MAQUINA DE TRICOTAR - ... QUELUZ

NIGHTWISH
END OF THE WORLD - LIVE IN PARIS

An old man by a seashore At the end of day Gazes the horizon With seawinds in his face
Tempest-tossed island Seasons all the same Anchorage unpainted And a ship without a name

Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard He lightens the beacon, light at the end of world
Showing the way lighting hope in their hearts The ones on their travels homeward from afar

This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind long ago

The albatross is flying Making him daydream The time before he became
One of the world`s unseen Princess in the tower Children in the fields Life gave him it all: An island of the universe

Now his love`s a memory A ghost in the fog He sets the sails one last time Saying farewell to the world
Anchor to the water Seabed far below Grass still in his feet And a smile beneath his brow

This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying The tears he left behind long ago
So long ago....

This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying
The tears he left behind so long ago

RJR

FATHER MACKENZIE

ALL THE LONELY PEOPLE, WHERE DO THEY ALL COME FROM

MOTHER EARTH ROCKS

 

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