I still believe

I still believe in miracles
And my belief is true.
I feel my dreams are serious
I'm sure they can come true

And if I keep on trust myself
I know the fairy-tales
Will drop from all these dusty shelves.
The world won't be the same.


A song for a violin

I'm still writing songs for a violin
From the words that have ever been spoken.
And I wanted to play every little dream
But I couldn't remember it's broken.

Just a touch to the strings and the fingers bleed.
Just a sound from my heart and the ears ache.
if I can really know what I want and need.
If I can really know where is my mistake...

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What are you looking for?
Tell me, what?
Have you known me before
Or have not?

Do you believe in hell
Or you don't?
I see it pretty well
Life is shot.

Hurry to get to know
What is love
Let your desires grow
Anyhow.


He helps us

He was born to carry the flame
Of the hopes, of the dreams in our minds,
To make us be happy again
And to show how the future arrives

He was born to open the door
To the world we have not seen before.
Take it all but don"t ask him for more,
Just believe him, be with him, adore...

He was born to be music in us,
Just to play. When you"re scared and sad.
Does he help us? Of course, yes he does,
If you always keep him in your head.