19 ágúst 2006

... in the city of the sands ...

There goes on putting the strips together, building up the audio, turning on the monitor, use all things possible and then, ya it's oh so quiet, but soon again another thing explodes, queep watching till the rock goest to sand then becomes sand and make their own city, and then make our own city ...












"... sand ..."

06 ágúst 2006

... how could I know? ...


So weird, 2 mins to sleep, but I fell like I wanna drop some tears.

I'm not sad.

But still a tear.

Maybe for the one I love =).

This is the lyrics of a song that I just love, as I just love my dear Mazapan =)


IT S TIME TO TRAVEL
IT S TIME TO GO
IT S TIME FOR PACKING LITTLE DARLING
WE GONNA FIND ANOTHER WORLD

OH CANT YOU SEE
YOU BELONG TO ME
ITS TIME TO TRAVEL
IT S TIME TO GO
ALL WE NEED IS LONG VEHICLE

ITS TIME FOR BOARDING
SO HIT THE ROAD
TAKE YOUR TOOTH BRUSH LITTLE DARLING
TAKE YOUR LANGUAGE AND YOUR HOPE

OH CANT YOU SEE
WE HAVE NO TIME FOR CUP OF TEA
ITS TIME TO TRAVEL
ITS TIME TO GO
ALL WE NEED IS LONG VEHICLE



... Agnes didn't knew that her girl was going to be so important, Agnes didn't knew ...