more lyrics (upon commenters request)

left alone... - with her in winter autumn

in a cold autumn night, the chill of winter
in memories just so
where the snow fell
lightly your radiance
your smile, your shining, enrobed
at the ring of ice I see you dance
you look so beautiful in that sweater
all of the other people are here but they dont matter
it’s only your shining
the warmth around me as your sweet arms cradled in sweet fire
as we were in the newyork building
loosely falling lace at your lips
a touch blooming in orchid bridge
and the cloth to sleep in your eyes
you dance so juvenile
so in love
and I love you too
autumn night
somewhere in the streetlit desolation 
a kiss to a beautiful home
indelible, you

sadness - ensound

In moments passing
throughout cold tundra      
and as clasped in veil
it enleadens like the sky
of petrichore above the clouds
ensound
So flow the rivers unto memory and rain
how it has always burned to drown
so soothed by the rain in my eyes
of an unworded sorrow
so warmed by an embrace out of memory
a distant, staring at me
I can see the afflicted in its eyes
in an open field of poetry
Of the third life..
in singing
——————————————————————————
and this enshroud of dusk
so blinding of hope
all light is so distant.. all happiness
and I feel it being torn away from me…
somehow….
the burning fire
even though you held me in your arms..
please don’t go...

sadness - vom regen der wehmut (i tried to write in german it's probably totally wrong... lol)

Von Regen geboren bluten und fließen die Schreie in den Wald 

In dem ich sie verloren hatte

Das einsames Wandern durch Bäume mit der Wehmutslicht 

Der Hoffnungslicht, der Regenslicht

So einsam wie es mir kalt ist

Und blau als Regen

Als der trauriger Herz

den ich halte 

Sie ist alle mein Glanz und Lächeln

Und sie ist mir Liebe

Sie, sie wird kommen


Trhä - Ëmhélajudja

a winter story
dreaming midnight along winding roads and a white shine of the moon enblankets the path edges
viscous pink churning somehow somewhere behind opaque veil
i see it when I look at you
cute hair
cute eyes
there’s clarity on your face as driftblend dreams along
pure winterflowerdream
perfect moment
forever

ëmhélajudja
tuhna líë§tagra ◊émhe not‡an eh ebucunnab tál’ha t‡a µen eë¶taled agbawm∫
nava g‡a£ nipol§te∫ tawmgaw tawmseg ∫awh t◊oz nene
faj debu’ana catoon’ega
¶on q‡iva
a£ne q‡ivac
në najsa com tácactan babe im ∫urdre£mátinba imne£ líë§te∫ 
conë ëmhélaabculíë§ta
ljan jecan
∫welajna

ser - withering in her memory

somehow…
it felt as though withering leaves were falling
“if a touch could ever be so imperfect”
you were perfect
please, don’t go…….
a cut for scars that will never fade
and you could kiss my skin with a soft smile, I bleed for the tears we never touched. from what is dry while we lust in rain, a somehow perfect lace of tears.
I remember, when you had me entranced in a seamless hope by your face, I can still hear the echos of then, crying, for no sound.
crying, crying... crying…….
I long for you, please…….
crying……. they were all for you…
if I once was your dusk
if there were flowers…….
singing as eyes
and you still held,,, somewhere
I need you so much… please… don’t go…………..
I love you…
swoon life in bitterness of what follows
a river and her soft touch
sweet in its voice, and forever haunted
if for one moment I could speak… I could sing for you
how much it hurts….