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SOUNDS OF BEAUTIFUL EXPERIENCE
	Pistes: 01. Voluptuous Simplicity of the Line - 9:02 02. All Is Silent - 5:37 03. A Sparrow Dances - 5:05 04. Cleopatra - 5:32 05. A Dreamer Can Touch the Sky - 4:28 Instrumental 06. Rainy Days - 3:42 07. Sunrise of a New Age - 5:18 08. On Thousand Times - 6:56 09. Tazidi Nostalgiae () - 3:12 Instrumental* () ou Taxidi Nostalgias* ou Taeiai Noetaatiae
VOLUPTUOUS SIMPLICITY OF THE LINE As the nightfall brings the fear of darkness The strange and magical type of the beaty The splendid tone of silence Find the road of my heart I remember a big solitairy state So close to the incadescence Oh hot southwest wind Burried to the internal of my dreaming World, I bring to my face the icon The fearfull damnation that I had invoked, Extinguished impressions The sighs take her shape, cause the Spirit of love governs and reigns Burning, the most humiliation worship For reasons that they will be known Into the sky, the pale gods with the faged winds From the Egypt many inauspiciouses as the reflection Of a reverie, an eternal sight that will bring You to hte trance Round the sleepless souls of virgins Into the lake of the swans Voluptuous simlicity of the line Triumph of the heavenly beaty Oh holy light, the spiritualism and the delicacy Of the greel pattern, it doesn't exist More godless beaty than this The fire of black love Faraway from the death, Abyss, Who is the giver of our life ? Deep red, the invitation of flowers earned The occultica love, imagination, angels watch them As they dance into the centuries eternal sorrow Where the trees climb to the abrupt raviness, rivulets Are purling I sit down and imagine the old secrets Everytihng are now desert, is something that you believe Something from the kingdom of imagination Something that the morbid nights, the dreams become uneasy The dark forests, the secrets of the deep with the legend Old oceans will become one Come out from the darkness, the damp hot mold purpose to the dawn's dew ALL IS SILENT The shade of love gives me, your hallucination, I need to endure the solitude, this awfully screaming To the spring of the almost chaos, where the Primordial wishness is so hideous for description The expression of her face, and expression of Abominate malice, and triumph into an old, Oppressive house, the accoustic illusions of the awfully... ...thundering panthymonium captured by horror, verything around meappear like living blying image (We build dreams to get her; if I could see the happiness of soul, as the rain from our sky is so strong) The wind from the lake of memories, the cold climate gives to the solitude a tone of delight and physic beauty but Death seems to be forever between us and the last hope is like the hate that's stain with blood Your silent crying, sorrow and invisible feeling, Who cares now about me, when my eyes can't speak ? Why my God? Why even the light of your sun, is Like the sparking of a star, when it eraces and eraces... ...Into the deep sed of dawn, if I could live the beginning of your world... A SPARROW DANCES To the gate of paradise, as angels lisp the hymn of life, Perfumes and screams of people, inundate this night. My God give me power to kive again the scene where I'll kiss her and then so sweet I'll die. Oh... it's so simple to come here again, to come here again I could have my machine of time to come back again, To live for one more time,to be late the moment Beore the separation Oh... my crazy mind, invited from feeling of love and admiration... As I ascend the mountain which always I was fearing and I search for unknown which always was challenging the dread It's a whole story of the summer and overflows me with fall of joy All days could be a summer like a magic night to The seashore with you and the favorable wind to reel you hear Birds transport cheerful message and follow us everywhere A sparrow dances, under the sun, a sparrow dances See them to be influenced from our romance and The melody of happiness take away their solitude... CLEOPATRA (...OH ADMIRABLE PRINCESS) I feel to forbearing, strange feeling to capture me The falling into the deep of the Blasphemy is What turns aside me The cycle of wisdom makes me to feel the power Which marches to the deliverance of Death I remember her Godly shape, she was so pretty, So magnificent, faraway from the human limits... ...but now...I don'y know... i hearyour voice, oh why are you so far ? Believe me, look my eyes, feel me We shallontinue forever, togetherinto a cursed land Here love is like, the flower, among the thorns The romanticism lives into the endless meadows and seas, To hte beatiful mystical lakes Very high mountains, where live the Gods, guideour destiny. Look at me,I am still crying This is my eternal torture. Show me the way to shun the damnation of the Lord He faced me with pitiless, mercilessly Now I hate him,now I am abandonedfor ever...for ever... Paradise and hell become one, it doesn't matter if it's a dream, it doesn't matter if it's still raining if it's the thing that you hate most of all... But you know that your spirit is still in the air It takes you again and again, you put your lips To her lips for your love... RAINY DAYS The heart of love, that inflame my heart comes to tye deepest of my soul Rainy days It's so deep the reality...but maybe the dream will continue, A romantic dream, a spring water int the deserted I feel lost to fall into hte abyss Far away from the human love, but so close to the beaty of the real life Rainy days Believe to yourself, if you wanna you got it The future is in our hands, free your heart to the paradisiac land Sometimes my consideration, travel to hte mountain and the fossils of an Unknown century But I bring your hand to by face, I see the tombs To shine to hte lost beaming of the sun, of your sun Rainy days Rainy days SUNRISE OF THE NEW AGE Colors and melodies, shell my mind Winds and perfumes, escort the sunrise of a new age, So long, from the human damnation, and the dance isbeginning now... A mass face to face with the life and death Into the night fear isn't hindbrancefor the fantasy, The sound that emerged from depths of the earth Inundates the souls of so many people, The beat that makes the heats of your heart to Follow the real quickness, as the musicmakes the body To move without end Inundates the human with with delight and get angry The instincts, and as the dance continues, extasy overflows the souls And the sweatness bodies feel the necessity to become One and to speak each other Now everybody want to reveal, his real oneself, Into the insanity, and the influences of drugs And as the nightbecomes bigger, pretty femalefigures, Invite us so close to them, to feel the sweet passion... And the extasy of love, the bodies stay naked and continue to romb, Around the fire int smokes and colorsthat tear the darkness Colors and melodies, shell my mind Winds and perfumes, escort the sunrise of a new age ONE THOUSAND TIMES The damnation of the centuries is syill staying Here, like the black cloud of grief, like the dull Dawn of an autumnal day Pain, sorrow, hystery is what offer to us our Lord, Watch the beautiful sky, this fullmoon night, Stars light all the creation into the darkness Unknown sounds brake the eternal tranquillity Oh favorable wind, reel like furious Higher from the grand turret, where Death And life become one, the journey of soul after Death, Memories from the signs of the cross Where the infernal abyss seems to be The passage from the time to the etrnity The only one I want is to be true In a dull sky with clouds and despair, the beaming Of the moon seems to be the unexpected hope This salvation could be like an oasis somewhere in Egypt Why is such a mistery ? Even I feel the ancient force when I walk to the eternal Of a pyramide or a temple I know that the spirit Springs from the liberty of the mind and one day you will see... That we will leave everything back, why is such our purpose ? Because life is the suffering that you'll pay for the eternal happiness There isn't truth more, gold from the truth of grief One thousand times to be born One thousand times you will crucified The old woman is still wail for the dead, The old like paths of the people to wake up the dead. The damnation of hundred years, it's still living with us, Like the black cloud of sorrow, like the dull dawn of an autumnal day