1. |
Darkest
03:37
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DARKEST (Martin Ukmar)
Deep black space
The darkest night
Mysterious place
Cannot reach the sky
The stars shine so bright
in the gloomy skies tonight
The stars shine so bright
in the gloomy skies tonight
The eyes are blind
The heart is bold
The body is strong
In the darkest night
In the bottomless pit
We fall into the abyss
In the mysterious tune
The abyss falls into you
The stars shine so bright
in the gloomy skies tonight
The stars shine so bright
in the gloom of this night
The stars shine so bright
in the heart of the night
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2. |
Body of Work
04:30
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BODY OF WORK (Martin Ukmar)
Look at my dancing
dreams on the table
reality is naked
crawling on the floor
as I take off
the clothes of my thought
smell of sweating
body of work
as I take off
the clothes in my thought
feel the soul
in front of your nose
as I take off
free falling
into the light
(waterfall)
(in my mind)
as I take off
into the night
free falling
waterfalls
in my mind
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3. |
Inner Wanderlust
03:12
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INNER WANDERLUST (Martin Ukmar)
Heart beats to the rhythm of my own drum
I’m drifting aimlessly, wander around
A restless soul, I’m lost in time
Like a gipsy, always with a smile
...a loner
...a misfit
...a stoner
...a mystic
...a seeker
...a looser
...a dreamer
...a lover
I’m a prisoner of my own song
The mystery playing, writing the notes
Lost in a world of my own
A free spirit in a body of stone
...a loner
...a misfit
...a stoner
...a mystic
...a seeker
...a looser
...a dreamer
...a lover
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4. |
The Web (Brain Spider)
05:34
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BRAIN SPIDER (Martin Ukmar)
The spider spins his webs
in the depths of my brain
weave them around
the nest of my nerves
carefully weaving
a masterpiece
to catch insects
in the thin shiny thread
thread of thought
to catch a moth
of human stupidity
in the web of poetry
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5. |
Hour of the Wolf
04:52
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Hour of the Wolf (Domen Slovinič)
Winter’s here, drawing near
The sun burns out and disappears
Blue Snow moon, our endless dune
Birth in April, death in June
Burden bound
Lost and found
Thorns in mud
Cover the ground
Bite the hand in command
Feed on grass, dream of the lamb
Try to run, try to hide
Hunger eats what's left alive
Blood for blood
Is what we're taught
Distraction one
Will get us caught
In my heart they fell apart
One by one, without a sound
Down into some waterfall
Fear has set our soul to stone
The season of the wolf has come
And someone else is safe from harm
The season of the wolf has come
The calling behind the mark
Is free as we run
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6. |
White Wolf
08:56
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WHITE WOLF (Nastja Janžekovič)
Feed the white wolf, she said,
her voice was soft and warm
like skin of a woman's womb.
Feed the black wolf, she said,
her voice was sad and severe
like surface of old oaks bark.
Run, run, run,
go hide your tail,
howl, howl, howl,
howl at the moon.
Winter sent plenty of cold white snow,
the winter froze human faces,
decorated garden of stone.
Leaves were covered with blanket of snow
and tress were bending their necks,
lowering their arms,
like friendly giants from above.
Cold, cold, cold
human brain, inhuman face,
where, where, where
to find shelter and place to belong
… home.
Sadness took to the hills,
silence became peace,
resounding, echoing
in the void,
no good, no evil,
demon of Silence,
spirit of peace.
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7. |
Butterfly
05:17
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BUTTERFLY (Martin Ukmar)
I close my eyes
and drift away
while awake
I dream again
with my wings
I fly so high
I want to sing
I’m a butterfly
I’m flying away
through the day
I’m falling again
deep within myself
lightly floating
softly touching
the underground
of my dreamy mind
Daydreaming, escaping
pretending you are somewhere else
daydreaming, lost in the clouds
wandering through the sky
daydreaming, mind flying
pretending I’m someone else
Couldn’t come through the day
dream come true to day-
dream come through the day-
dream come true today
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