Apsara
apsara, the first of them i saw
were trapped on the angkor wall
three hundred years of cold storage
with their blossoming bosom
that could carry your eyes through
a prism of pleasures given only
to the mighty kings who once lived here
so lonely they stood now in all the corridors
they sent shivers down my spine
apsara, the second time i saw them
was in the cultural theatre in seam reap
fair skinned ravishing damsels with voluptuous
physiques and high octaved songs lifting
the spirits of those from near and afar
they were children of old apsaras, nymphs who
nearly had their wings clipped by revolutionaries
but peservered to keep the steps of their triumphs alive
so that young apsaras can be born and stand tall on
mount meru again, churning the milk of creation
and sing their heart's content night after night
their costumes and dance steps were luxuriant, their
hands and finger graceful as butterflies, setting them
apart from the Thais and Malay dancers
the third time, i saw the apsaras was at the Cham
Museum of Sculptures in Danang, fragments of an
enchanting and glorious past that had been torn apart, torn apart
like the temple stones, altars and pillars where apsaras struggled
to glimpse at the world, their voluptuous physique and bosom entrancing as ever
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Desire has no merits
To relish your ballet,
I need not be a poet;
To enjoy your melody,
I need not be a vocalist;
To watch your steps,
No need I am a dancer.
I go after you, Apsaras,
Though I am not an Indra.
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IIndra is the mythological god and Apsaras, the most beautiful heavenly women, are his love mates]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Message Ethereal...Part 1
Note: These poem excerpts are my independent works based on the story material of the Sanskrit poetic work ‘Megha Dhootham’(Cloud Messenger) by Poet Great Kaali Daasa- 5th centuary AD
1
O worthy Cloud! I bow to thee;
Bestow your eyes on this hapless me,
On this Yaksha* unlucky;
I am standing on my weakened feet,
In front of my hermitage, down this valley
2
My master, Kubera* the lord of wealth
Has expelled me from heaven
For my accused negligence to duty;
Accused I was, I pampered my spouse
Failing to fall in time for my lord’s service;
I bear his wrath; am in exile now on earth
In this Ramgiri* for one full seasonal cycle
Unfortunate I am, left to live alone,
Separated from my beloved young wife...
3
Was it a crime? You tell me
For someone as youthful as me
If allotted his time his heart
More to his beloved new bride?
They are lords their words are rules
They enjoy all the celestial bliss,
Despite having their own Devi*
They share shamelessly the Apsaras* girls;
O virtuous Cloud! I salute thee,
Tell me who have more sinned now?
They or the poor servants like me?
4
^O Cloud, you mighty and dark,
As if a tusker in *madh,
Butting against a mountain bank,
You appear high on the *Aashaad awaiting sky,
Full of water virile, of life;
You arouse my desires my lust
You rekindle my enthusiasm the fire inside;
What if my armlets
Have slipped down my forearms
Weakened by the sustained blows of parting?
I pray to you, may you carry my message of love,
My feelings, in the distance to my grief stricken wife...
(To be continued)
1. Yakhsha- one of the working classes in the heavens...the singers
2. Kubera- The controller of heavenly wealth
3. Devi- the lawful heavenly wife
4. Ramgiri- a place in the Chitrakood mounts of central India where prince Ram and Sita stayed briefly while in exile from their kingdom of long fourteen years
4. Apsaras girls- the celestial dancer nymphs
5. Aashaad- the month beginning the winter season
6. Madh- A periodic condition in bull elephants wherein they remain sexually charged, aggressive with copious discharge of thick secretion called ‘temporin’ from the temporal ducts
7. ^ Simile original of Kaali Daasa
18 04 2009
poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran
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An Epistle
They taught to pray to God
When I was less than five
I prayed to God
to take away my life
Since then I have prayed to him
now and then
to kill me
I am 65 now
Readers I assure you
God if any is surely Deaf
Hence let us live
as long as we have to
with a heigh ho and heigh nonino
I am at the station
But the train is late
the train that should carry me away
from market ridden spaceship
to somewhere
where I do not know
The apsaras
generated by Thai classical dance
might take me in their wings
to a different galaxy
in a different universe
But they donot hover in the skies
If the train is not there
let us wait for them
to swoop upon the earth
Life is a long waiting
Waiting and waiting
Better enter into the tavern
at the station
and drink and smoke
Have a lot of grapes
That is received Lucretious
or Omar Khayyam
poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya
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I Tried To Open The Wide Book Of Night
I tried to open wide the book of night
To look into its eyes - like a lover
That pretended of his love confession as of right
And so to Hastings Gardens went I in the night.
Wide, wide before the long night stood
No corner stopped my glance no space
Its boundary showed and manifested
To my glance long tall continous lay the night
In its mischievous slumbering
Wherein it dreamt dreams I know not
Nor thereof heard the silent trees bespeak.
How many nights before me came
How many, many nights
And they were certes here like this night
As I look from the bastions to the sea
And fancy its silver bosom dance and gleam
In the moon’s amorous light to-night:
So gleamed the light on the sea-waves
When the French besieged and held
Our noble city: how many a lover
Stood looking on the sea and at his love
As mid-night in his satined robes tiptoed:
Rippling stood the waves and waters wild
And fancy its silver bosom dance and gleam
In the moon’s amorous light:
For years and years the welcome Briton stood
Perhaps here where stay I and his foot
Could be heard pace all sentinel
Into the dark glooms of silent night
From casements near opening on the seas
And houses nearby in dreaming bent
Through the long night, the long and weary night
That was of many nights that were
And will be of many nights that will
And when I stay not on the bastions and
Feel not the sea-breeze my face cool
Night after night will come and children small
Few years born will come and go:
And after children small will come again
Night after night will come and speak
Unto the rocks that front the sea
And playing with lapping sea-waves all the night
Unheard, unseen, unnoticed in the times
And in the flight of years and centuries full lost
And when night comes and still the sea
Will shine – its silver bosom dance and gleam
In the moon’s amorous light.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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Torn Butterfly
Torn butterfly torn butterfly
Seeing you there it makes me cry
Torn butterfly your wings they tore
From the weight that they bore
Torn butterfly it's plain to see
That you are just the same as me
Torn butterfly the world is tough
Hard as stones and just as rough
Torn butterfly I know your pain
And I don't want to know it again
Torn butterfly come join me now
And we'll regain our wings somehow
Torn butterfly it's sad but true
In death our wings become brand new
Torn butterfly just fade away
And we will fly this very day
Torn butterfly this note I send
And hope that you will cause your end
So we can fly in clear blue skies
Where no one hurts and no one cries
Torn butterfly with my last breath
I ask you to come join me in death
poem by Anonymous Ghurl
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Ravashing
When the sun is burning out
And the night is pouring in
Now is the time to run, run boy
Now is the time to hide
There's nobody out on the beach
There's nobody down in the woods
We're gonne do it alone
We're gonna do it outside -
And I can feel the air it's sticking to our skin so tight
And I can feel there's something in this air tonight --
-- I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
But it's still so good, so good
That I got it at all and it was
Ravishing, ravishing
And I love to see the moonlight
See it shimmer down my dress
It's so ravishing, ravishing
And the wind is like a finger
Tracing patterns on your chest
You're so ravishing
And I know
This is the season that we make our move
This is the season we've got something to prove
And this is the season I've got something to lose
Oh, it's now or it's never
So now and forever, we're
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing oh-wo-wo
It's all right
We'll be ravishing each other till the end of this endless night
It's all right, so right, it's all right, so right
And if an angel broke his wings
Would he come to you for parts
I need a couple of wings boy, boy
I need a reason to soar
And if the devil lost his fire
Could he count on you for sparks
There's something ws ought to try now
We ought to try it some more -
-- Than anything I ever wanted was to see the light
And there's e chance that we'll be glowing in the dark tonight -
I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
I really got it bad
Tonight I rEally got it bad
But it still felt good -- so good --
--Just to get it at all, and it's so
Ravishing, ravishing
-And I can't believe the way the stars are shooting through your hair
You're so ravishing, ravishing
And it's just my luck tonight I don't have anything to wear
We're so ravishing
This is the season that we make our move
This is the season we've got something to prove
This is the season I've got something to lose
And all we ever really needed was
Ravishing, ravishing, Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing, Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing, oh-wo-wo
It's all right
We'll be ravishing each other till the end of this endless night
It's all right, so right, it's all right, so right
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Caravan Of Love
Ooh...ooh...ooh..
Ooh...ooh...ooh..
Are you ready for the time of your life
It's time to stand up and fight
(It's alright) It's alright (It's alright, it's alright)
Hand in hand we'll take a caravan
To the motherland
One by one we're gonna stand with the pride
One that can't be denied
(Stand up, stand up, stand up, stand up)
From the highest mountain, and valley low
We'll join together, with hearts of gold
Now the children of the world can see
There's a better way for us to be
The place where mankind was born
Is so neglected and torn... torn apart
Every woman, every man
Join the caravan of love (Stand up, stand up, stand up)
Everybody take a stand
Join the caravan of love
I'm your brother
I'm your brother, don't you know
I'm your brother
I'm your brother, don't you know
We'll be living in a world of peace
In a day when everyone is free
We'll bring the young and the old
Won't you let your love flow from your heart
Every woman, every man
Join the caravan of love (Stand up, stand up, stand up)
Everybody take a stand
Join the caravan of love
I'm your brother
I'm your brother, don't you know
I'm your brother
I'm your brother, don't you know
Now the children of the world can see
There's a better for us to be
The place where mankind was born
Is so neglected and torn... torn apart
Every woman, every man
Join the caravan of love (Stand up, stand up, stand up)
Everybody take a stand
Join the caravan of love
Are you ready for the time of your life
(Are you re
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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Faeries Dance
Under the black night sky
The souls of the world wake
The spirits of the woods never die
Enchanting flame and the faeries dance
Feel the Earth beneath us begin to move
The souls sing their song to the world
Evil held back by this night of romance
Watch the faeries dance, mezmerizing
Feel the spirits surround us
Hear the souls song, hypnotizing
Enchanting flame and we join the faeries dance
Our hearts together move the stones
Together at last the dawn arises
The souls of world finish their song
The spirits keep us safe from harm
As the faeries dance around the sun
poem by Electric Tripp
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An Old High School Song
we used to sing:
'it seems we stood and talked like this before, the smile you were smiling
you were smiling there
but i can't remember where or when
some things that happen for the first time
seems to be happening again........'
sing it again, sing it again for me, i know you remember the song
from your heart where ever you are
many, many years ago, inside that old spanish church
we sang that song, we were not that far away,
i was the tenor then, and you were the alto
and our music teacher was so elated that
he closed his eyes, walked a little distance and listened so well
and he said we are singing like angels tha t his heart melted
on that warmest day
look at us now, tell me if you want to go back, so we will sing again
that same old song
the music teacher is still alive and he perhaps he wants to listen again
and be back on that glorious moment
of our youth
his apex too
tell me if you want to go back,
we will put on the same costumes of innocence
and sing the songs with all our open hearts
oh, how i wish to be inside that church again and be with you
alas!
you are too far away like the most distant star that i want to see even on
a stormy night
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ravishing
(jim steinman)
Producer for bonnie: jim steinman
When the sun is burning out
And the night is pouring in
Now is the time to run, run boy
Now is the time to hide
Theres nobody out on the beach
Theres nobody down in the woods
Were gonna do it alone
Were gonna do it outside
And I can feel the air its sticking to our skin so tight
And I can feel theres something in this air tonight-
-l really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
But its still so good, so good
That I got it at all and it was
Ravishing, ravishing
And I love to see the moonlight
See it shimmer down my dress
Its so ravishing, ravishing
And the wind is like a finger
Tracing patterns on your chest
Youre so ravishing
And I know
This is the season that we make our move
This is the season weve got something to prove
And this is the season Ive got something to lose
Oh, its now or its never
So now and forever, were
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing oh-wo-wo
Its all right
Well be ravishing each other till the end of this endless night
Its all right, so right, its all right, so right
And if an angel broke his wings
Would he come to you for parts
I need a couple of wings boy, boy
I need a reason to soar
And if the devil lost his fire
Could he count on you for sparks
Theres something we ought to try now
We ought to try it some more-
-than anything I ever wanted was to see the light
And theres a chance that well be glowing in the dark tonight-
I really got it bad
Tonight really got it bad
I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
But it still felt good - so good -
- just to get it at all, and its so
Ravishing, ravishing
-and I cant believe the way the stars are shooting through your hair
Youre so ravishing, ravishing
And its just my luck tonight I dont have anything to wear
Were so ravishing
This is the season that we make our move
This is the season weve got something to prove
This is the season Ive got something to lose
And all we ever really needed was
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh~wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing oh-wo-wo
Its all right
Well be ravishing each other till the end of this endless night
Its all right, so right, its all right, so right
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Hail to you!
Victory to you, O Most Auspicious One, O Abode of Sublimity and Eternal Delight! O Goddess of Freedom, O Triumphant One, We salute you!
O Embodiment of our National Life-Force, O Goddess of Freedom, Of Virtue and Prosperity Supreme Queen you are!
In this darkness of Slavery, O Goddess of Freedom, Alone gleaming in the sky A bright and Shining Star you are! O Goddess of Freedom, You are the blush that prospers, On cheeks as soft as flowers, On flowers as soft as cheeks! You are the Radiance of the Sun, the Depth of the Ocean, O Goddess of Freedom, Without you their worth is naught!
You are the Liberation from the Cycle of Birth and Death, O Goddess of Freedom, hailed as the Supreme Soul By the Yogis of the Vedas you are! All that is most supreme and noble, So very magnificent and oh, so very sweet, O Goddess of Freedom, All your companions are!
Soaked in the villain's blood-You are! Worshipped by noble men-You are! O Goddess of Freedom, The entire Creation surrenders unto you! Life is to die for You, Death is to live without You, O Giver of Boons, We await the time when you shall Clasp Our Motherland to your bosom! O Goddess of Freedom, O Triumphant One, We salute you!
Even Lord Shankar covets Our Himalayas, The Mighty Mountains of Terraced Snow, O, why does it not please you to sport here? Why O, why do you forsake the bountiful Ganga? Her stream, glowing like the moonshine, Is not it a worthy mirror for even the Apsaras?
O Freedom! What did you lack in this Golden Land? Is there not a fresh Kohinoor bloom for your braid each day? Here is The Bounteous One, Our very own Motherland, Why O, why did you push her away? O, why did your Motherly love of old wither away? O, so anguished is my soul! For she is now but a slave to others, Why O, why did you abandon her so, Answer me, I pray! O Goddess of Freedom, O Triumphant One, We salute you!
[Translated by Anurupa Cinar]
poem by Vinayak Damodar Savarkar
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Before The Deluge
Some of them were dreamers
And some of them were fools
Who were making plans and thinking of the future
With the energy of the innocent
They were gathering the tools
They would need to make their journey back to nature
While the sand slipped through the opening
And their hands reached for the golden ring
With their hearts they turned to each others heart for refuge
In the troubled years that came before the deluge
Some of them new pleasure
And some of them knew pain
And for some of them it was only the moment that mattered
And on the brave and crazy wings of youth
They went flying around in the rain
And their feathers, once so fine, grew torn and tattered
And in the end they traded their tired wings
For the resignation that living brings
And exchanged loves bright and fragile glow
For the glitter and the rouge
And in the moment they were swept before the deluge
Now let the music keep our spirits high
And let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal its secrets by and by
By and by--
When the light thats lost within us reaches the sky
Some of them were angry
At the way the earth was abused
By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power
And they struggled to protect her from them
Only to be confused
By the magnitude of her fury in the final hour
And when the sand was gone and the time arrived
In the naked dawn only a few survived
And in attempts to understand a thing so simple and so huge
Believed that they were meant to live after the deluge
Now let the music keep our spirits high
And let the buildings keep our children dry
Let creation reveal its secrets by and by
By and by--
When the light thats lost within us reaches the sky
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Dancing with Sorrow
Amidst a garden in a twist of fate
I dance with Sorrow in an evening late
We hold our hands and tend our steps in pace
Then glide like silk with songs of Tears in grace
And Sorrow knows just how to blend us fair
Her dance entwines with mine we float in air
While Tears had weaved us songs in hurtful bends
We drift with her and now we're three of friends
With Tears I sing and soothe the night away
And Sorrow lures my eyes to dance and stay
In trance with Sorrow's hand I dance along
And spend the night with Tear's lingering song
So soon we part and each should go his way
with trust in hearts to meet by fate someday
poem by Roland Jr Jamito
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Flightless Bird
My world is caged in,
I can not fly away,
I can not soar in the clouds,
With the wind and the angels.
I am a flightless bird with clipped wings.
I sit here day in and day out,
I watch so many people coming in and going out,
They stay here so happy so proud,
And they leave again without any care in the world.
I am a flightless bird with clipped wings.
I remember each face,
I remember them all saying hi waiting for a reply of hello,
They don’t understand how it feels,
They don’t understand what it’s like.
To be a flightless bird with clipped wings.
Wings tucked and head held high I sit here,
I wear a smile on my face and I keep myself beautiful and happy,
But inside all I can see are the bars that surround me,
I can’t get past them I can only sit.
I am a flightless bird with clipped wings.
My world is a room full of people myself the center of attention,
Although I should not complain for this is my life,
And I make them smile I make the children laugh and look in my eyes,
And sometimes they look into my eyes and see my world through my eyes.
They know I am a flightless bird with clipped wings.
They’ll stand and watch me as I walk around in my cage,
They’ll be there with me and try to understand.
Then they’ll have to leave and they’ll look over their shoulders.,
And they look into my eyes one last time,
Before they fly away into the world to bring back stories for the flightless bird with clipped wings,
They are my connection to the world,
They show me what they see through their eyes,
They show me wonders and beauties of a world I’ve never seen,
They are my window to the outside,
In their mind I can be a flightless bird in a world of wonder and of flight.
I am only a small bird in a cage that sits in a hotel,
Sits and watches as the world around me fly’s by,
I wait for the occasional stranger who looks into my eyes with knowing,
Maybe a person who is like me like a flightless bird in a cage,
They are my wings, the wings of a flightless bird who’s wings are clipped.
I sit in my own world and watch as it all moves by,
Day after day I watch and I say what is expected of me,
I sit in my world and I go on my own steady journey,
A journey in which I am a silent observer,
A flightless bird with clipped wings in a world of ever changing skies.
By: Bethany Maxwell
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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The Edge Of Time
Rain never falls upon the edge of time.
Yesterday was a nightmare for me; I would awaken in hell’s brushfire
Every morning and
In the evening you sing before flames around a campfire-
I would sing songs of death and persecution and
You would sing cheering folk songs-
Tomorrow you would play with
The stones and sticks you found
By the creek side-
You are and always have been the blissful one while
I feel the tears day and night-
Once happy, forever content-
You were born under a different sign-
You never believed in signs or games we would play but
They were all I had to depend on for hope-
You grew tall and made it in this world and
I retreated into a world of my own, fabricated
For me alone- reality to me and to you, none but a delusion?
I remember rain falling upon the edge of time-
I am standing on the edge about to jump-
If you would spread your wings you would fly proudly above
The world and all of its pain and misfortune-
I would fall, being a bird with broken wings-
I remember nothing- I am burning into
None but a cinder- you have made it and have won the battle
That battle that I have lost- what is it?
It is none but fate- some people make it in this lifetime and others fail,
And their spirits die- it hardly matters how hard you try-
Some people, born to find fortune no matter how hard they fight the battles-
Others give their all and become outcasts. I am an outcast and
Rain has fallen upon my horizon-drowning me-
There is no time for salvation, I have reached the end and foresee no future-
Perhaps in another lifetime, rain in my dreams with some hope shall
Make beautiful flowers grow….
poem by Claudia Krizay
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New Year In Vienna (Life Poem)
Old Year on last legs staggers slowly towards midnight,
Memories in our pockets are like butterflies and stones,
A deep dark lake of forgetfulness swallows the stones,
Some sink deep, others shallow, a source of pain again,
Butterflies now free lift our spirits in a tapestry of colour,
Flying high on past pleasures and treasured moments,
New Year born in a carnival of gluhwein and pink pigs.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Songs of Praise and Worship
As a child, I would stand
With the other children.
We would sing songs of praise
And worship—God's kingdom.
The words pulled at our young,
Temporal, pure spirits—
Innocent spheres of soul
That had yet to mature.
We would bow our small heads,
Close our hands and say prayers.
The preacher would instruct
And show us what to say.
We didn't understand
Biblical passages and
We didn't comprehend
What all God's stories meant,
Or at least I couldn't—
Though I tried and longed to.
The other children would
Close their eyes, outstretching
The soft palms of their hands
And feel God's presence in
Their stubby fingertips
As if they could reach Him.
They would cry. Their bodies
Would rock and move like some
Divine rhythm could quake
The floor where we all stood.
They would smile, enraptured
And captured by the songs—
Dancing with the angels.
Three minutes with God's wings.
Holiness percolated
Inside them. Not in me.
They simmered in God's warmth
While I was unheated.
The fires that burned in them
Refused to spark in me.
My spirit was tepid—
Still against the hot pan.
When the songs had finished,
They would tremble and shake,
The ground lifting beneath
Them, if just for one song.
When they closed their clear eyes,
They could see their heaven.
When I did the same thing,
I saw my dark eyelids.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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At The End Of The Rainbow
As long as I remember
Weve marched across this land
Oh, oh
Reached for a new horizon
Pulled by the killing hand
Oh, oh
All fed up with lies
The time has come
To break these chains and fly
Here we stand, bound forevermore
Were out of this world, until the end
Here we are, mighty, glorious
At the end of the rainbow
With gold in our hands
We know the treasure lies
Beyond the pouring rain
Oh, oh
Our quest will last forever
For you its all the same
Oh, oh
No one can deny
Our futures set
To reach above the sky
Here we stand, bound forevermore
Were out of this world, until the end
Here we are, mighty, glorious
At the end of the rainbow
With gold in our hands
Lets fly away through the rain
Fly high, to ease the burning pain
Oh, the colours fading out
The light is shining in the night
Its up to you, its worth the fight
Search before the colours fade
Here we stand bound forevermore
Were out of this world, until the end
Here we are, mighty, glorious
At the end of the rainbow
With gold in our hands
song performed by by Hammerfall
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Butterflies
I would spin for you a blanket
Out of gold and silver threads
I would let my gentle bosom
Be a pillow for your head
Id caress your perfect body
On a rosy bed at night
Play you love songs on a golden harp
And sing you butterflies
In a diamond-studded chalice
On an emerald-plated tray
I would bring to you sweet nectar
And gifts of bright array
I would paint for you a castle
In a blue and yellow sky
Paint you happy ever after
And paint you butterflies
Chorus:
Butterflies, my heart flutters with the notion
I get high on the wings of sweet emotion
Darling i, I just think of you and I get butterflies
I get close to you and I get butterflies
If only I were magic
I would make the wishes true
I would wave a magic wand
And be in paradise with you
But Im just a girl that loves you
I will love you all my life
But I do have a magic feeling
And it gives me butterflies
Chorus:
Butterflies, my heart flutters with the notion
I get high on the wings of sweet emotion
Darling i, I just think of you and I get butterflies
We should fly away together, you and i
Off to paradise forever, I get high
I get close to you and I get butterflies
I think of you and I get butterflies
Fade:
I will spin for you a blanket out of gold and silver threads
If only I were magic, I would make the wishes true
I would wave a magic wand and be in paradise with you
song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Sabbath Stones
Fire and water, wind and rain
Wings that carry hell in every vein
World possessions, endless taers
Truth and knowledge stolen all their years
World turns slowly, sun dont shine
Silence stills the air and kills the chime
Words are poison, passion bleeds
2000 years on earth has sown the seeds
The time of dreams has turned
The night is gone and light shines on
Where darkness once would hide
With spirits high, our fears were born
Receiver of light, the kingdom of God will guide you
Keep you from a restless heart
Deceiver of night, the stranger that laughs
Within you, the reason for the restless heart
Is the keeper of the sabbath stones
Fire and water, wind and rain
Wings that carry hell in every vein
World turns slowly, sun dont shine
Silence stills the air and kills the chime
Can faith destroy desire? each breath a prayer
Each step brings fear
The eyes of they that see have evil stare
Watch over me
Receiver of light, the kingdom of God will guide you
Keep you from a restless heart
Deceiver of night, the stranger that laughs
Within you, the reason for the restless heart
Is the keeper of the sabbath stones
And hes the keeper of the sabbath stones
What God is this that stands to hear his people cry?
What hand would strike and watch his people die?
What life that takes, what future did we earn?
Its our mistakes, take heed the sabbath stones
What life that takes what future did we earn?
Its our mistakes
song performed by by Black Sabbath
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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