Saturday, December 31, 2011

Happy New Year


When I was a child used to think that something amazing happens at the New Year's Eve. 
By now I know that I don't need such a new year to change the course of things. 
Nothing against it, but I also do not follow the sensationalism. 
I'm enjoying this chilly, the rain. Being at home with socks on feet. 
I'll pass the New Year's Eve reading a book. What I really like to do. 
And if it means something, that's what I wanna do a lot this next year. 
So, a Happy New Year to you all. Be your shelves filled with books. 

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Elvenpath



Elvenpath   Nightwish

(In the sheltering shade of the forest
Calling coming in silence
Accompanied only by the full moon
Howling of a night wolf
And the path under my bare feet...
...The Elvenpath)

Hearing music from the deepest forest
Songs as a seduction of sirens
The elf-folk is calling me

Tapio, Bear-king, Ruler of the forest
Mielikki, Bluecloak, Healer of the ill and sad
Open the gate and let me follow the uncarven path

The way to the lands
Where as a hero I stand
The path where Beauty meet the Beast
Elvenpath
It's the honesty of these worlds
Ruled by magic and mighty swords
That makes my soul long for the past
Elvenpath

The moonwitch took me to a ride on a broomstick
Introduced me to her old friend home gnome
Told me to keep the sauna warm for him

At the grove I met the rest - the folk of my fantasies
Bilbo, Sparhawk, goblins and pixies
Snowman, Willow, trolls and the seven dwarves
The path goes forever on

The way to the lands
Where as a hero I stand
The path where Beauty meet the Beast
Elvenpath
It's the honesty of these worlds
Ruled by magic and mighty swords
That makes my soul long for the past
Elvenpath

("Long ago, in the early years of the Second
Age the great Elven-smiths forged rings of
power.")

As I return to my room
And as sleep takes me by my hand
Madrigals from the woods
Carry me to neverland
In this spellbound night
The world's an elvish sight
In this spellbound night
The world's an elvish sight

("But then the Dark Lord learned the craft of
ring-making, and made the Master Ring.")



Sunday, December 25, 2011

Up here on the Kingdom's Stone

How could you ever understand me?
We've found ourselves looking for something we needed.
But what we used to have wasn't enough. 
You and I let go of us. The path ahead is strong and calls both of us. 

In fact I fell in love. With a place called home. If you could see it.
You'd feel the mountains beyond looking closer after a raining dawn.
The smell of the trees in the air brought by the wind.
The touch of the sun. And would glance the horizon from the top of the world.

Up here on the Kingdom's Stone. I invite you to sign in my world.
When you feel what I feel you will know the distance which divides us apart.
Then all the choices I made will make sense. I don't feel you are my choose one