A keresés eredménye

The City standing by the Sun

Travellers, who are gone astray,
Not strangers on their lands,
But drifters and exiles
In someone’s cruel game.
Having bowed to four winds,
They went to all four sides.
Wolves became our sworn enemies -
Wolves and black crows.
 
All paths are footworn long ago,
Whether to God, whether from him.
And if we are already forsaken by him,
We’ll never get home.
There’re ruines and crosses, left behind,
Life and death – it’s a vicious loop.
And even if we aren’t cursed,
Earth moans because of us.
 
[Chorus:]
If only we’d get home,
To the city of amber light
Through deserts, ice and fire,
Through falls and pain.
If only we’d return back home,
To the city standing by the Sun.
To the city, where faith, hope and love
Shall welcome us.
 
Pure and sinful ones
Went to themselves down the same road.
But deaf and blinded ones
Followed their own paths.
Travellers, who are gone astray,
Not strangers on their lands,
But drifters and exiles
Who went, obeying the fate...
 
[Chorus:]
If only we’d get home,
To the city of amber light
Through deserts, ice and fire,
Through falls and pain.
If only we’d return back home,
To the city standing by the Sun.
To the city, where faith, hope and love
Shall welcome us.
 
Solo
 
[Chorus: 2x]
If only we’d get home,
To the city of amber light
Through deserts, ice and fire,
Through falls and pain.
If only we’d return back home,
To the city standing by the Sun.
To the city, where faith, hope and love
Shall welcome us.
 

Loneliness

I know that it will be
Cruel to talk to you that way.
We are all lonely, people,
Even upon loving each other.
 
In life or death
Man is always alone -
There are some places which are more full of light,
Others where the smoke is thicker.
An angel up there in the sky
Puts candles under the windows
To cast a fishing net
And catch the hearts of the people.
 
The bigger the catch,
The more painful it is to look in the eye.
Now it doesn't mean a thing here,
The tear of a child!
 
I don't want to know today
What will happen tomorrow...
And let them forget
To light up my candle.
We are all lonely,
But deceive yourself in your reverie.
I know that it's cruel
To talk to you that way...
 
In life or death
Man is always alone -
There are some places which are more full of light,
Others where the smoke is thicker.
An angel up there in the sky
Puts candles under the windows
To cast a fishing net
And catch the hearts of the people.