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To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
Every Night & every Morn
Some to Misery are Born
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet delight!
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We are led to believe a lie,
when we see not through the eye,
which was born in a night to perish in a night,
when the soul slept in beams of light
Every Morn and every Night
Some are born to sweet delight
To be in a Passion you Good may Do
But no Good if a Passion is in you.
But does a Human Form Display
To those who Dwell in Realms of day
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In the depth of the magical world,
where dreams come to life, forever swirl,
With the heart full of wonder,
We explore,
The beauty of this enchanted forest floor!
Hearts full of wonders, we journey forth,
The wind whispers secrets
of the stories untold
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown, where our spirit is strong!
Beneath the canopy of the forest green,
Lies a world where magic can be seen,
The trees sway in the wind,
the leaves rustle with delight
As we delve into the core
of the ominous ride!
Heart full of wonder, we journey forth,
The wind whispers secrets
of the stories untold
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown!
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown!
Ashes are burning, the fire ignites,
The journey forward, into the unknown lights.
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown, where our spirit is strong!
Birds of passage, they soar and they glide.
In the Enchanted Forest, where visions comes to live (or maybe: alive?)
Through the whispers of the wind, the stories they impart,
The memories of the past, they hold close to their heart.
The stars light up the sky, and the moon shines bright,
Guiding us forward, into the heart of the night.
Birds of passage soar, flying back to their home,
Fairytales of the the past, they roam.
Its branches sway, in the moonlight aglow,
Its stories waiting, for us to know.
Birds of passage, they glide through the sky,
With memories of the past, soaring high.
Hearts full of wonders, we venture forth,
The wind whispers secrets
Stories waiting to untold,
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown, where the legends are born!
A Truth thats told with bad intent
Beats all the Lies you can invent
It is right it should be so
Man was made for Joy & Woe
And when this we rightly know
Thro the World we safely go,
It is right and it should be so
Man was made for Joy & Woe!
Every Night & every Morn
Some to Misery are Born
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet delight!
Charming, it calls out, beckoning us to explore,
Its wonderous depths, forever to implore.
The way back home, a shelter from the storm,
Where tales of the past, forever will transform.
Freedom of choice, a path to take,
But sometimes the road just seems to break.
Still, we carry on with our head held high,
With hope in our hearts and stars in the sky.
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To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour!
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In the depth of the magical world,
where dreams come to life, forever swirl,
With the heart full of wonder,
We explore,
The beauty of this enchanted forest floor!
Hearts full of wonders, we journey forth,
The wind whispers secrets
of the stories untold
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown, where our spirit is strong!
Beneath the canopy of the forest green,
Lies a world where magic can be seen,
The trees sway in the wind,
the leaves rustle with delight
As we delve into the core
of the ominous ride!
Heart full of wonder, we journey forth,
The wind whispers secrets
of the stories untold
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown!
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown!
Ashes are burning, the fire ignites,
The journey forward, into the unknown lights.
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown, where our spirit is strong!
Birds of passage, they soar and they glide.
In the Enchanted Forest, where visions comes to live (or maybe: alive?)
Through the whispers of the wind, the stories they impart,
The memories of the past, they hold close to their heart.
The stars light up the sky, and the moon shines bright,
Guiding us forward, into the heart of the night.
Birds of passage soar, flying back to their home,
Fairytales of the the past, they roam.
Its branches sway, in the moonlight aglow,
Its stories waiting, for us to know.
Birds of passage, they glide through the sky,
With memories of the past, soaring high.
Hearts full of wonders, we venture forth,
The wind whispers secrets
Stories waiting to untold,
Birds of passage, they guide us along,
To the unknown, where the legends are born!
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Birds (part 1)
22:08
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Birds Piano Intermezzo
01:14
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Birds (Part 2)
07:09
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Birds (Part 3)
18:40
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The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.
I see the lights of the village
Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me,
That my soul cannot resist:
A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.
Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,
That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of day.
Not from the grand old masters,
Not from the bards sublime,
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of Time.
For, like strains of martial music,
Their mighty thoughts suggest
Life's endless toil and endeavor;
And to-night I long for rest.
Read from some humbler poet,
Whose songs gushed from his heart,
As showers from the clouds of summer,
Or tears from the eyelids start;
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Antony Kalugin Ukraine
Antony Kalugin - composer, producer, musician, designer
born 11 Feb 1981. Ukraine/ Kharkiv
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