1. Irish Polka
  2. Lord Of The Dance
  3. Cooley´s Reel
  4. The Cloud    [Text]
  5. Donald Dubh
  6. Nancy Whisky
  7. Lygias Tanz
  8. Mari´s Wedding
  9. Drunken Mice
  10. Bells     [Text]
  11. Music For A Found Harmonium
  12. The Flood     [Text]
  13. Because

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The Cloud

Lonely sings the bird, lonely was my sleep
and I awake.
Hurry through the hours, searching
for the days.
Mmmm – Look over there the cloud,
does it bring rain or dust.

Words everywhere, echoes in the town
I hear them.
Sounds of a world not concerning you
die away.
Mmmm – Look over there the cloud,
maybe it’s a messenger of a storm.

Timeless the piper is standing, and his
tune shows me the way.
Long forgotten dreams are arising and turn
to a prayer.
Mmmm – Look over there the cloud,
does it listen to this song.
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The Bells

Can you feel the sound? Can you hear the bells?
Powerful their tune, messenger and knell.
Don’t ask me why. Don’t ask me now.
Give me a little time, to listen to
the song of bells.

Longing for love, put into the shelf.
Human kind is frozen, we withdraw ourselves.
Don’t ask me why? Don’t ask me now?
Give me a little time, to listen to
the song of bells.

What became of us? Blow up your lock!
Will you be for me like a stroke of the clock?
Don’t ask me why? Don’t ask me now?
Give me a little time, to listen to
the song of bells.

Deep inside is shining a light.
Let it burn. Don´t blight it.
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The Flood

We are strong,
Be that as it may.
We are the ruler
of life.
We have the power,
conquerors of lie –
till the flood came
– so high –

We climbed the mountains,
What have we found?
Explored the bottom
of seas.
We built cities,
towers up to the sky –
till the flood came
– so high –

Nothing can be done about it
– the flood will come –
That goes without saying!
-the flood will come –
It’s your fault!
– the flood will come –
It’s too late, isn’t it?
– the flood will come –

If we go –
What will be left?
Where is the gravestone
of humanity?
We can’t decide
to laugh or to cry.
But the flood will come. –
– so high –

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