
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
The Wharf that Holds his Vessel |
«From the balcony I can see the lights of the city |
I let the breeze talk to me, and I’m not ashamed that it has caressed my tears |
Tonight the deepest of all the skies is watching me… |
…inside it is so dark, only an old brazen spear reflects a dim brightness |
I know that sort of sadness; |
it’s a desperate craving |
Perhaps the delight of blood so long ago |
Or the breathing of the brave men who once held it.» |
Tears overflow |
What do I do to bring back their smiles |
The wounds tinged the wide tides |
What do I do to heal their skin’s slices |
There was pain in their souls |
There were things to sing still |
There were flaws for a great regret |
Who’s there hesitating his dance |
Is he trying to feed his growing fears |
Go there before comes between the end |
Slaughter all those who couldn’t hold a glimpse of beauty in their eyes |
I’ve seen those |
I share the night, my hands on humid sand |
My fear, the embrace to become slight mist, mist that won’t touch |
So I ate the seed that bird misteriously brought |
Though inside came the world of silence |
He left the wharf in a well built vessel |
The bliss strengthened his rime |
And far away the gods claim for his death I’ve heard |
Sunrise raise the swell, to reach the sea sown with elms |
He climbs the mast and sings outloud |
Hails of blazing stones, come down straight to you |
Below the streams there’s a place for you to sleep on seaweeds |
Sighs of pain awoke the oaths at night I cradled |
I walk the wharf, my eyes glisten |
I weigh anchors, the wind blows, my sail goes into the storm |
The dejected ones will be destroyed, so I must endure |
As all the weakness I shall loath I must grow |
Somewhere outside I will revenge murdered dreams |
Though somehow, I know some just linger |
Beauty brought tears you thought it brought contempt |
Blood’s taste is sweet spilled from those hearts filled with fear |
«He… he’s the one, who saved my son, holds the sun» |
But at night stars see him cry |
…was it fair? |
All I dreamt died already |
Without an answer, but lost I found my sword |
And the sand hid an armor |
…lead your sight away |