Wie mich dieser Gedanke plagt
mich endlos durch die Nächte jagt.
Wie es wäre wenn auch das Herz in Deiner Brust,
für mich schlägt in dieser liebsten Lust.
Doch ist es damit nicht genug,
es Dir zu sagen fehlt mir Mut.
Denn wie würde es mir gehen,
ließest du mich einfach stehen.
Tausend Zeilen schreib ich für Dich,
doch lesen kannst du sich nich.
Aus dieser Feder träge quillt,
die Gier die sich an Deiner Nähe stillt.
Viele Tage könnte ich erzählen,
was mich ohne Dich tut quälen.
Und ob ich endlos könnte klagen,
habe ich dir doch nichts zu sagen.

Words, don’t come easy, to me,
how can I find a way,
to make you see,
I love you
words don’t come easy

(F.R. David – Words Don’t Come Easy)

The clouded sky covers the sun.
Fading light of a dying day
leaves everything in a bloody red gloom.
The ebony of darkness soon will fall on everything.
When the least shadows fade into the continuous black -
of all that seemed so important -
nothing can be seen.
Night casts its magic spell upon us
and delivers us from our fears and hopes
It takes apart our dreams and visions
leaving us blind – vulnerable to evil.
Still peaceful is the silence of dark
far above the stars will shine
as if they want to say “you’re not alone”.
And every one of them wants to be brightest it seems.
Just by the look of them they can tell
that we are just a little part of something enormous.

While time flows on
slowly the shadows rise again
and with them all that is so much more a danger to us
than what dwells in the hiding of the night -
all that is so unimportant compared to the whole epus.
While the sun shines so bright and the sky’s so blue
We tend to forget who we are and what we do
When the stars can’t be seen we are the one who want to shine
In this useless attempt to become what we crave for
never should we forget
what we can’t see most of the time
but is still there far beyond
to keep our feet on the ground
and root us to the tiny peace of earth we live on.

The last that ever she saw him
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
He passed on worried and warning
Carried away by a moonlight shadow.
Lost in a river last saturday night
Far away on the other side.
He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight
And she couldn’t find how to push through

The trees that whisper in the evening
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
Sing a song of sorrow and grieving
Carried away by a moonlight shadow
All she saw was a silhouette of a gun
Far away on the other side.
He was shot six times by a man on the run
And she couldn’t find how to push through
[...]

(Mike Oldfield – Moonlight Shadow)