Pavel Stránský
Immersion VI. - Dream
I've been wanting to make a picture of this sad video for a long time.
Once in a while I can publish some wistful and sad picture, sometimes there is such a life
tune: Dream, Sen
map: Bryn Oh's Lobby Cam, Immersivist
English translation:
Dream
Shadows of days and dreams
are turning to tropics
Hands of dreams - black
trying to cover the eyes
your light will reveal why I know
with new day it will return again
Clouds are crawling
wind is breaking them
shadows of your soul
will vanish into dim
in the waves they leave
after hours they disapear
and the moon flush new shadows out
Stream of butterflies carry away the fear
stardust is descending on the leaves
fly throught the fire and still fading away
unhearable steps tap-dancing
in the sky rythm they are swinging
that in the morning, that in the morning they vanish
Shadows of the days grow up nad disapear
lighting up the stars into the sky signs
I know it all, from not far away our steps lead
and the moon flush new shadows out
Stream of butterflies carry away the fear
stardust is descending on the leaves
fly throught the fire and still fading away
unhearable steps tap-dancing
in the sky rythm they are swinging
that in the morning, that in the morning they vanish
Stream of butterflies carry away the fear
stardust is descending on the leaves
and new shadows and new shadows flush out
Translator: Kostenzie
Immersion VI. - Dream
I've been wanting to make a picture of this sad video for a long time.
Once in a while I can publish some wistful and sad picture, sometimes there is such a life
tune: Dream, Sen
map: Bryn Oh's Lobby Cam, Immersivist
English translation:
Dream
Shadows of days and dreams
are turning to tropics
Hands of dreams - black
trying to cover the eyes
your light will reveal why I know
with new day it will return again
Clouds are crawling
wind is breaking them
shadows of your soul
will vanish into dim
in the waves they leave
after hours they disapear
and the moon flush new shadows out
Stream of butterflies carry away the fear
stardust is descending on the leaves
fly throught the fire and still fading away
unhearable steps tap-dancing
in the sky rythm they are swinging
that in the morning, that in the morning they vanish
Shadows of the days grow up nad disapear
lighting up the stars into the sky signs
I know it all, from not far away our steps lead
and the moon flush new shadows out
Stream of butterflies carry away the fear
stardust is descending on the leaves
fly throught the fire and still fading away
unhearable steps tap-dancing
in the sky rythm they are swinging
that in the morning, that in the morning they vanish
Stream of butterflies carry away the fear
stardust is descending on the leaves
and new shadows and new shadows flush out
Translator: Kostenzie