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"Lips give birth to the dead..."
There's not much else to pay special attention to, except for this:
Translation – “WORDS”:(Milen Farmer)
The sky writhes motionless
When lips give birth to the dead
I will give my life to hear you
To tell you the most tender words
When everything becomes lonely
I will interrupt my life for a song
And to the lives that lean in to notice mine,
I know, I will say "Goodbye"
Except for a particle of this life
I will give anything, anytime
The universe has its secrets
Words are our lives
Life can be destroyed by words
God, what if that happened
If our lives are so fragile
Words are secrets
Words of feelings
Words of love, Temple
If you destroy the world
You can touch the universe
I will tell you how the sun rose, how
With the help of words, we could become one
And in response to all those words that hurt
There are those that caress us,
That illuminate, that touch infinity
Even if nothingness exists
For a particle of this life
I will give anything, anytime
Play on words: Considering the song's title: you hear "un mot," i.e., "lips give birth to words," but the booklet states "un mort" - the dead.
Maybe I'm not thinking in the right direction, but the only one who can tell first how the sun rises is Nera Drake, because she lives east of everyone else and sees the sunrise first.
There's not much else to pay special attention to, except for this:
Translation – “WORDS”:(Milen Farmer)
The sky writhes motionless
When lips give birth to the dead
I will give my life to hear you
To tell you the most tender words
When everything becomes lonely
I will interrupt my life for a song
And to the lives that lean in to notice mine,
I know, I will say "Goodbye"
Except for a particle of this life
I will give anything, anytime
The universe has its secrets
Words are our lives
Life can be destroyed by words
God, what if that happened
If our lives are so fragile
Words are secrets
Words of feelings
Words of love, Temple
If you destroy the world
You can touch the universe
I will tell you how the sun rose, how
With the help of words, we could become one
And in response to all those words that hurt
There are those that caress us,
That illuminate, that touch infinity
Even if nothingness exists
For a particle of this life
I will give anything, anytime
Play on words: Considering the song's title: you hear "un mot," i.e., "lips give birth to words," but the booklet states "un mort" - the dead.
Maybe I'm not thinking in the right direction, but the only one who can tell first how the sun rises is Nera Drake, because she lives east of everyone else and sees the sunrise first.