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Òåêñòû ïåñåí:
Solar Driftwood
The Big Bang.
The ultimate hero of low frequency. The divine intergalactical bass drum connecting
the tribes of our solar system.
If we could communicate from our tiny piece of solar driftwood into another galaxy
what would we say?
We can send out pictures, symbols, chemical formulas or language.
The magic of music is a sign of consciousness that could be understood on far-flung
worlds millions of lightyears from our horizon.
Music is an interstellar language from a highly insignificant planet one of nine in
our system which sails through time and space till the next one, the next inevitable
Big Bang...
Sometimes
You're leaving
You're leaving me now
I'm wishing
I wish this would hurt
But I suffer
I can't feel the pain
Sometimes, sometimes
I wish I could cry
I heard it
I heard about love
I gave you
The feelings I could
You left me
I know you were right
Sometimes
I wish I could cry
Sometimes
I wish I could cry
Sometimes, sometimes
I wish I could cry
Suite 909
Love...heaven...submission and more
Love...hell...in room 904
Tremendous pain
8...6...5...4...
8...6...5...4...
Tremendous pain
Love...submission and more
Love...hell...in room 904
Tremendous pain
8...6...5...4...
Oh baby, give me some more
Tremendous pain
Swing
The one desire is to dance the swing
Could catch it all night long
And when I’m riding on that wing
And just for you I’m in the swing
And when I’m riding on that wing
My heart does start to sing
Fu:r dich allein tanz’ ich den swing [ u: is a deutsche "y" ]
Ich hoff’ du bleibst noch hier
Vielleicht geh’ ich nach zu dir hin
Und dann tanzst du mit mir
And when I’m dancing
I’ve got to give it all
Cause it’s the only thing
And when I’m waiting
Until last call
I do it for the swing
And when I’m riding on that wing
My heart does start to sing
And when I’m riding on that wing
My heart does start to sing
The Catherina Ho
I love this girl
With a like a
As tender as dew
She met me, a perfect stranger
Lost like a poor king, pure as a dove
Catherina Catherina
Catherina Ho
Catherina Catherina
Catherina Ho
Sometimes it's so hard to count
As for her it doesn't matter
I love this girl
With a like a
As tender as dew
She met me, a perfect stranger
Lost like a poor king, pure as a dove
Catherina Catherina
Catherina Ho
Catherina Catherina
Catherina Ho
Catherina Catherina
Catherina Ho
Sometimes it's so hard to count
As for her it doesn't matter
Never tried to dominate her
The Evenings Young
The evenings young
The night began
Between the bottles in a mirror
Im smiling at myself
Look in my eyes and start to count
The bottles on the shelf
Bottles on the shelf
Evenings young
The night began
Barman brings another beer
Could ask myself
Why am I here
Between the bottles in a mirror
Smiling at myself
Look in my eyes and start to count
The bottles on the shelf
I know I could at any time
Get up the chair and leave this place
I know I could at any time
Get up the chair and leave this place
I wait for me and my decision
Between the bottles thats my face
Tv shows a football game
I leave the place but all the same
If someone asked me "hey guy you
Where do you go, what do you do? "
I wouldnt know what I could say
The Lorry
Inside my lorry
I am driving through the night
Inside my lorry
The world does look all right
Five to five I got to drive
And if you ask me where I go
I tell you coast to coast is what I do
Coast to coast, you know
Motors' noise
My only choice
I wanna hear it all night long
Orchestra for my voice
For my only song
Hey, gotta drive, see y'all night
Coast to coast, that's my life
Coast to coast, all right
Motors' noise
My only choice
I wanna hear it all night long
Orchestra for my voice
For my only song
The Premix
(aside from original how how lyrics)
Man, woman, love, I’m bad
Man, woman, love, I’m mad
I’m in a dry mental desert
Some miles behind
You’re driving my heart
You’re in command of my mind
I never knew love but I know it now,
I wanna give you my heart but how how
The Race
Shout! (shout!)
Count on me I’m gonna win the race
Count on me I’m gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Now shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
I’m attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on it’s way
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasn’t great
He didn’t ever talk about he knew he couldn’t wait
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and I’m ready and I haven’t got a clue
Not any track is turning but the race is in my head
I’m attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
This is the race!
Why?
Burn!
Shout!
Lies!
Give me the race!
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasn’t great
He didn’t ever talk about he knew he couldn’t wait
I need this race!
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and I’m ready and I haven’t got a clue
Any track is turning but the race is in my head
I’m attacking the illusion but the stopping drives me mad
Fire away!
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on it’s way
This is the race!
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen
This is billy mckloski from palm springs reporting for nbc sports of
America
Twenty seconds to the start of the thirty-first formula race on a hot
Sunny afternoon here in california
On the fast lane of the street I’m driving
Sometimes, somewhere, I’m arriving
Every day and every night
Why?
I need this race!
Count on me I’m gonna win the race
Count on me I’m gonna win the race
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Room-dah-bee-boom the whippering dong
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Race in my head!
The Rhythm Divine
You know that my tears have kept me awake
The longer you're gone I'll hunger and shake.
From Warsaw to Rome I'll wait out of time
With you in my heart - the rhythm divine.
So won't you come close
Bring this to an end
With each winter rose my love I will send.
So tender the night when you hold me tight
With you in my heart - the rhythm divine.
You know that these tears have kept me awake
...
The rhythm divine
The rhythm divine.
With you in my heart - the rhythm divine.
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