1. |
How The Sun Rose
05:16
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I'll tell you how the sun rose,--
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news like squirrels ran.
The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,
"That must have been the sun!"
But how he set, I know not.
There seemed a purple stile
That little yellow boys and girls
Were climbing all the while
Till when they reached the other side,
A Dominie in gray
Put gently up the evening bars,
And led them flock away.
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2. |
Sorrow
04:46
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Sorrow, sorrow
You might be beautiful
Colourful sorrow
In the room at Arles
In that room happened the effect
His Sorrow
His Firm Step
His Honesty
Fondness of Nature
Desperately
Giving warmth
His Solitude
Itensity
Simplicity
Uncompromising
Wandering
Sorrow, sorrow
You might be so beautiful
Colourful sorrow
In the room at Arles
In that room happened the effect
His pipe
His empty chair
His pair of shoes
by Ewa Landowska
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3. |
Cerulean Sky
06:15
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I saw the sun setting red,
its rays falling among the trunks and foliage
of some pine trees growing among a pile of rocks,
coloring the trunks and leaves
a fiery orange,
while other pine trees further off stood out
in Prussian blue against a soft,
cerulean blue-green sky.
I still have a cypress tree with a star from down there,
a last attempt - a night sky with a lackluster moon,
a slender crescent barely emerging from the opaque shadow cast by the earth -
a star of exaggerated brightness
if you like
shining soft pink and green in a ultramarine sky
with clouds scurrying across.
The air here is almost definitely doing me good
I only wish you could fill your lungs with it too.
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4. |
Butterflies' Whispers
06:43
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I am full of butterflies
or I am a butterfly indeed
they give me whirling smile
and make me full of creed
never want to me to be blind
to ignore the child in my mind
never stop me crying,
be afraid of dying
Woman is crying when she can't go back home
if she cares she shouldn't stay
in the middle of the storm
she needs to rebuild her boat
she needs to repair the helm
she needs to spread her sails
one day it will come to rob my boat
Woman is crying when she can't go back home
if she cares she shouldn't stay
in the middle of the storm
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5. |
Without You
03:10
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without you
like without a smile
the sky darkens
the sun
rises so slowly
rubs its eyes
with sleepy hands
a day --
in the grass
a wakened butterfly
stretches wings
in a moment
they will flare up
they will spin up in a purest abstraction --
colors colors colors
in a whisper
i pray to the put-to-sleep sky
for the plain bread of love
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translated by Marek Lugowski
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6. |
Wish I
05:20
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Wish I was moving through fading out
Wish I was moving through fading in
If it'd be the last one in time
I'd be so close to give you warthm
I want you much more
to be alive
to cry and smile
I can't see the borderline
between the truth and the illusion
but I see it in your eyes
it leads me to the confusion
Wish you were moving through breathing out
Wish you were moving through breathing in
If it's the circle of time
don't ever stop, don't leave me now
I want you much more
to be alive
to cry and smile
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7. |
Closer
05:41
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Come closer to me -
Cover the sun -
In the darkness I can see the promise of a light
by Ewa Landowska
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8. |
One Day In Montdevergues
07:42
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that sun waking her up
leading her into the hills
drying out her childish tears
that stone formed by the flood
impatient water pushed by the wind
warmed by the sun
those words, what kind of words
could make her tacit in silence
make her invisible
Camille, where is your brother
who's taken your secrets
into the silence
all the water is so clear
yes, that mind has gone
all the sun is so bare
yes, that mind has gone
all the air is serene
yes, that mind has gone
all are present in
all the bodies it has touched
yes, that hand has lived
all the weights it has lifted
yes, that hand has lived
all the heads it has shaped
yes, that hand has lived
all are present in its movement
Camille, where is your brother
who's taken your secrets
into the silence
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