Enigma - The screen behind the mirror

Tekst :

Here s the mirror
Behind there is a screen
Turn around
On both ways you can get in
The experience of survival
Look around just people, can you hear their voice
Find the one who ll guide you to the limits of your choice
The experience / of survival
Try to think about it ...
That s the chance to live your life and discover
Try to think about it
The experience of survival
The experience ...
The experience of survival
The experience ...

Inne utwory

  • Smell of desire
  • Camera obscura
  • Mea culpa
  • Modern crusaders
  • Between mind & heart
  • Double crossing time
  • Why
  • Look of today
  • Total eclipse of the moon
  • Out from the deep
  • The rivers of belief
  • Fear and love
  • Way to eternity
  • The child in us
  • Snow of the Sahara
  • The roundabout
  • Losowe utwory

    Deck the halls

    Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
    Fa la la la la, la la la la.
    Tis the season to be jolly,
    Fa la la la la, la la la la.
    Don we now our gay apparel,
    Fa la la, la la la, la la la.
    Troll the ancient Yuletide...

    Dora and Lili

    Idle hands for the idle rich,
    The men think she s a bitch,
    She s a twin to one belief,
    For now she is a thief,
    She smiles and laughs and you want more,
    But she thinks you re a bore,
    Hungary is where...

    Nova akropola

    Compagna dei maccella: eja, eja, alala!

    Ne razpihumjo ognja iz ust zivali,
    bojmo se zanamcev, skrivajmo svoje namene:
    eja, eja, alala!

    Izostrimo cute, eja, eja,
    veter zge med zitom, eja, eja,
    nase meso disi po ozganem: eja, eja, alala!

    Namenili smo si Veliko Strast:
    KDO DVOMI O STRASNI MOCI TEH ROGOV!

    [English translate: The New Acropolis]

    We are all crucified,...

    Run runaway

    Hold on!
    I like black and white (dreaming of black and white)
    You like black and white
    Run run away

    See chameleon
    Lying there in the sun
    All things to everyone
    Run run away
    If you re in the swing (money...

    Song for the lonely

    All dressed to die
    Underground
    Behind the clock
    That liberates
    Masquerading
    Left no replies
    No photographs
    No recall
    Passing through
    Passing through the walls
    There must have been
    Some time before
    .. could understand
    But I m...