Over there in the mountain above our village
There is a garden of roses
Tomorrow I'll wake up as the birds tweet
Bring my loved one a flower from that red field
For he knows that we are together forever more
Descending from the mountain to the village
With roses weaved in my hair
I noticed that my loved one is not home
And silence lies between the halls.
Over there by the river next to our village
My loved one failed to show at nightfall
Found himself another love
And my heart broke.
Oh god, please make him come here
Night and Day i wait.
My strengths vanish while days are passing by
Sad roses, and he's not home
No, god, please make him come here
Night and day i wait
My strengths vanish while days are passing by
Sad roses
He's not home
Monday, June 18, 2007
Sunday, June 3, 2007
Nathan Yonatan - Kemo Balada
If an aching bouquet of thorns
Is what you desire
Then i'll go to the desert
And learn there how to get sore
If you are into poems
But only the ones that in stone are written
Than i'd live between the capes
And on the rocks i'll compose
And then when we'll cover ourselves
With the sand in the dark
The book of Deuteronomy
Will grimly cover itself
Talk to me in words
That are better than cry and happiness
I Assume he loved me,
That man
Is what you desire
Then i'll go to the desert
And learn there how to get sore
If you are into poems
But only the ones that in stone are written
Than i'd live between the capes
And on the rocks i'll compose
And then when we'll cover ourselves
With the sand in the dark
The book of Deuteronomy
Will grimly cover itself
Talk to me in words
That are better than cry and happiness
I Assume he loved me,
That man
Yehonatan Geffen - The Little Prince
I met him in the heart of the desert
A sunset's beauty to a sad heart
I drew him a tree and a sheep on a paper
And he promised me that he'll be back
The little prince from company 2
Won't see any sheep eating flowers
And all of his roses are nothing but thorns
His little heart froze like a glacier
If you ever come by here
Just know that here he quietly descended
A crashing sound that has never been heard
Because of the soft sand
And in case of a boy appearing over there
Whose face are worn, with a hair of gold
Just know that it is him, reach out your hand
And wipe the desert dust off his eyes
After that, please do me a favor
Please write quickly to all of out mothers
So they'll get a little relief, and that their sorrow wont grow
That the little prince came back to us
I met him in the heart of the desert
A sunset's beauty to a sad heart
I drew him a tree and a sheep on a paper
And he promised me that he'll be back
The little prince from company 2
Won't see any sheep eating flowers
And all of his roses are nothing but thorns
His little heart froze like a glacier
If you ever come by here
Just know that here he quietly descended
A crashing sound that has never been heard
Because of the soft sand
And in case of a boy appearing over there
Whose face are worn, with a hair of gold
Just know that it is him, reach out your hand
And wipe the desert dust off his eyes
After that, please do me a favor
Please write quickly to all of out mothers
So they'll get a little relief, and that their sorrow wont grow
That the little prince came back to us
I met him in the heart of the desert
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