Meer und Garten der Erinnerung Eng
This sea of memory
I look out on this sea
inside me a lot of thoughts,
like a storm of thoughts world.
Will these memories
remain forever,
that I once again indulge in.
When I looked into your eyes,
your memory,
like a storm.
The memory
paintings
The memory paint
their own pictures,
the last thoughts
is not yet dreamed.
Memory pictures,
every moment again painted
the thoughts into it.
An image of my thoughts.
New thoughts arise
out of the memory,
the images from the past
Breaks the memory
sadness,
but no tear fell
so much is consumed
by the thoughts,
as the memory breaks in me
not in dreams
this light is found
of a hopeful time.
On burning memory
Run through the middle
the darkness of night.
Still burns in me r
the memory,
so I run on and on.
A chaos inside me,
can he
what I am.
Does he find it sick,
the thoughts grow
grow further in me.
There is something
different about me,
You must be able
to understand this.
This awakening
from the memory
This awakening from memory.
This red sun fire
to the adventure sand.
The tears that would shed
the negative thoughts,
The doubts to defy
existed.
Strength in the fate of sand.
The abyss
of the garden,
did you draw the flat fate catechism?
The world below no longer counts.
Tell me more about you!
Why are you here?
Spring garden
The spring garden,
Rich in species the splendor of flowers.
Start the splendor of nature anew.
Baumriéich are forests,
the flowering awakens.
The silver white rose garden
is immersed
Dancing in this darkness
I can't sleep at night
A storm is brewing .
Encountering danger.
The full moon appears
the silvery-white rose garden is immersed
the delicate scent of flowers is in the air.
This syllable is like a mystery in the dark.
Against the black horizon
shadows break in the moonlight.
In this mist crows fly overhead,
This eternal space becomes a deep black dream .
IT loses all color, what has passed,
You continue to follow the path of the crow
In the distance lies the city.
The trees are the forest
and the flowers are awakened
from winter to spring
Close the door afterwards.
The past no longer waits.
The cold of winter
represents the past.
Now the warmth of spring.
The flowers of hope
are in full bloom.
from winter to spring
walking in the snow
But now I have found my lucky clover.
Spring garden Spring garden, flowers
And there are many varieties.
Restart the natural beauty.
The trees are the forest
And the flowers are awakened.
Under the pink tendrils of a thought tunami.
Between the rose bushes sits a geisha.
Warmed by the sun,
This grass is full of glitter.
All colors are lost
Dancing in this darkness
I can't sleep at night
A storm is brewing
Face the danger
Full moon rises
A garden of silver roses
Is flooded.
A delicate floral scent is in the air.
This syllable is like a riddle in the dark.
Against the black horizon
The shadows break in the moonlight.
Crows fly in this mist above you
This eternal space becomes a deep,
dark dream. All colors are lost
I continue on the path of the crow
The city is far away.
This dark star
dark star from many stars
far on the horizon darkness,
secrets of the past.
Memory speaks n from old photos
Staring at the stars
stare at the stars
the starry sky saw it
I go with my thoughts
In the past.
The night brought me
Darkness in the light.
Star mist
Heart star
A life without animal is.
Like a sky without stars.
We have everything for your star
in your heart.
Stranger than this place
It suits her,
this dress black dress,
It's from the land
of the rising sun.
Like herself fiery
is her red hair.
Deeply gloomy are her eyes
like the night
so mysteriously filled,
not to penetrate
her personality.
You cannot understand
not understand.
The nails painted black,
what does she want here,
in this strange place,
Even here
you notice her.
The city of destiny
I dream in my mind
I dream myself back to you,
You are no longer
out of Sing.
I remember everything
How it was back then
in the city.
It was destiny.
In my thoughts
I always find my way back to you,
Here I miss you very much.
Carried away -
By the wind of time
It was the last last time
where I saw you
carried away by the wind of time
the years have passed
Lost in a riddle
of the past.
Only in my thoughts
I have gone to you so often.
Carried away by the wind of time
Know there is an image
for eternity?
What will the next day bring?
When the night is gone,
Find a new beginning.
Keep the most important moments
in my memory.
Like a comet
that one does not forget
How can eriinings be concerne,
paint this portrait for eternity,
give color to the thoughts.
Paint this portrait,
from the play of colors of my thoughts.
Can there be a portrait
for eternity?
Preserve my
precious moments
Preserve my energy
for precious moments,
of true happiness
to that,
what is really important to me.
Preserve my power
for this precious month,
for which I have waited so long,
the evening that changes my destiny.
My actions are subject to the
of time.
Penetrates the forest
Time makes the darkness
shrinks over shadows.
And pierces the forest.
With a circle of silver light.
Surrounded by the moon,
in the clearing.
When I think of the black tower.
My mind wanders.
When did it all begin to change?
Waking up in the course of time.
Strange and great world.
Inner tent, my own thoughts
rise on beaches at the edge of reality.
Meer und Garten der Erinnerung Eng