From the nightly sky... I fall asleep My sad blue eyes silently weep Delicate shivers infest my mind I ask myself to find inspiration I ask myself if that's art of art
I find inspiration in my damp stone I can't see shadows I'm quite alone I kissed my sun goodbye and I left You...
Drinking winous tears I come into mist And then I release my art of art In the depression I realise My negative black emotions
Flying through my dreams I come into clouds And then I can see I have the visions... ...for... art of art
The million words that I read and write I climb the mountain all the time The wild bird that flies in the sky It is at the top I look for a nest
The sound of silence the sound of scream Singing sources of the timeless river (?) I dance with nymphs in the magic trance
The million colours and so different shapes THe stone valley and the lake at the bottom A red rose in the (?) She is alive... (?)