Feeling – Fair
I have a feeling
A feeling that I want
I want something
Something extra sweet, extra nice
But I can't, I can't
It would be wrong.
I don't want something, for more then fun
Fun and company, it may be
That it would work, but it still
Dont feel fair.
Illusion (English Translation)
I move slowly closer to you
Closer to the girl
Sneaking slowly to not scare
Begin to crawl, coming closer
I'm right here next to you
Standing up, reaching for your hand
But the hand is gone, all of you
Is gone -- gone
An illusion, like so much
A beloved illusion
Clown (English Translation)
Everyone plays clown sometimes
Take on big shoes,
Take on a mask
A mask, as white
- So pure and white
Go out and to play,
Just happy thoughts
No problems there,
not then --
not when you're a clown.
Behind the white,
the pure white.
The dark is hiding,
As no one can see.
All play clown sometimes.
Relax (Slappna Av – English Translation)
Relax
A cup of Tea
Music
Close your eyes
Breathe
Think - not at all
Let the light take you
On something beautiful
Unexplainable
Let the light come close to you
The light that carries you
Don't think - just relax
I wish
I wish you could touch my hair
Move your hand in my hair
Pull your fingers threw it.
I wish you could hear my breath
Lay on my chest,
hear my deep breathing,
I wish you could hug me
Put your arms around me
Squish them hard around me
I wish you where here
So you could hear me talk
Instead of reading this.
Love?
What is love?
How do I know if I'm in love
Love, a mistery, an unsolved one
A mistery that don't have anwsers
Anwsers that I want
Do you have the anwsers?
Could you say what love is?
Is love something in the stomeck
Or is it just something strange and wonderful
The most wonderful thing in the world
Something I want
Something evryone need
Pretty Girl
I don't like myself
Niether my thoughts, not now
The thoughts that are bad
The thoughts that make me sad
Sadder then ever;
Don't now why I'm thinking
Could it be because of the pretty girl, that lisstens
The girl who care
Pretty girl: Thank you
Cold Skin
The cold skin is making me small
Smaller then an ant
Smaller then evreything
Evreything without a meaning
No meaning with life
A useless life, A boring life
All because off the cold skin
Th skin that makes me shrink
Circles
I'm walking in circles, thinking of one thing...
Does she like me or not?
I think I'll know the answer -
But I want to hear it -
Hear the words from her mouth.
If she doesn't like me, she could say so.