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With him

 A warm morning
 sea ​​breeze
 They are cuddled up in each other
 They are kissing
 Sun rays
 Are touching her face
 And he is still hugging her
 And they would like it to be always so
 Only she and him
 They want to be together day and night
 And they would like to stop time
 ... be together til the end
 Beginning 2003

Definition

Words are beautiful only if they flow straight from the soul, they 
are more beautiful than those flowing from the heart. Because those
 from the heart are like candles - when it burns out it goes out. 
And those from the soul are like the sun - despite that, it hides, 
it still and goes out every day. - Jan2003

New start

Love is a beautiful thing 
As long as it doesn't cut feelings like sword
And when lips touch other the lips 
Then I feel so empty 
Only emotions in me are still spinning 
And when it hurts, they pinch 
Recently I have realized 
I have fallen out of many things 
Sometimes I want to fix them 
But some can't be fixed 
I also know that an effort is needed 
To avoid many mistakes 
I'm planning to improve everything 
And have fun doing it 
Begining 2003

Player

1) I go into the room
 The radio quietly plays
 You are sitting in the chair
 And something is cooking
 Ref: It's nice,
 It's cool, but why?
 for what? How?
 2) I'm asking what's going on?
 And why is this?
 And you're saying sit
 And chill
 Ref. It's nice,
 It's cool, but why?
 for what? How?
 3) You are leaving in a moment
 You light two candles
 You serve to the table
 The wine is pouring
 Ref. You're sweet,
 I'm just afraid,
because you like to flirt
 and I'm just a girl
 4) You sit close to me
Whisper some sweet words,
 It's almost twelve
 You say "I need to go"
 Ref. You're sweet,
 I'm just afraid,
 because you like to flirt
 and I'm just a girl

Insane pain

I want to live the rest of my life 
Without beating ... without beating 
I wants to live the last moments 
As it is possible , most pleasantly ... 
I want to recover  
What I lost 
I lost somewhere 
What I miss 
What evil people received 
What I miss 
What  I am now cursing for 
I'm not planning anymore 
For everything I regret 
I still feel the lack 
I feel some taste 
I lost that something 
Which makes me angry 
You want my tears 
I don't listen to these theses 
Because they are stupid 
From them my I get headache

He doesn’t want to
All these weaves
Without my knowledge
There is no between
Without my permission
It’s not these stairs
I need to learn
Don’t roam on the city
Because you need help destiny
You need to support it
I can’t be controlled
I can’t be blocked
Because I won’t let you
My life is running
Me with him
And not know who
I will be in the future
To my joy
I am not a toy nor a doll
Only weak and fragile veil
And everyone treats me like that
Spits on me and curses
I built a wall
I will fly to the clouds
I will stay there one day
Dreams woven 

I want him to touch me 
And have pleasure in it 
That he would kiss me 
Not hide from me 
I want him all 
I want him to want me like that too 
I would like him to kiss me 
Before we are big 
I dream about him night and day 
Only that stone bothers me 
Between us 
It's like with broken hills 
He is somewhere 
And I want to hear some about him