1. |
Like a Morning Song
05:58
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Like a Morning Song (A. Pierre / B. Wiernik)
I’m lifting up my soul, hiding under veils
And from that place I rise, life will not be the same
As long as my time will sparkle in that lane
I’m a vision in the rain.
(The) tender-colored night draws out those gentle thoughts
(Out) of my comfort zone, my body pulls the light,
All the clocks will try to stop the countdown up
Not to stay too far behind.
Like a morning song, I’m rising with the sun
And my feet will decide from what place to run
Desire fulfilled, I’m jumping with faith
I should have been taught
Blissful thoughts.
Day after day there’s this new empty way
Hope, joy, proud and trust, ALWAYS.
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2. |
Land of Poetry
04:12
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LAND OF POETRY (A. Pierre / B. Wiernik)
Nobody knows where he comes from
Nor the land where he was born
When he woke up
He didn’t know who was
This man he used to be
It’s so empty with no memory
An open space
What was this life
He used to embrace
No more regrets
No more secrets
He’s now in the land of poetry
He has no more fears
No more tears
He’s not afraid of the unknown
He doesn’t remember the looks of his face
The sound of his own voice
From now on, call him John,
Like a new born
His future is there to embrace
With no regrets
With no secrets
He’s now in the land of poetry
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3. |
Crazy Circle
06:05
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CRAZY CIRCLE (A. Pierre / B. Wiernik)
In the train your eyes see like in a movie.
Everything you stare at seems like
an instant of life, stolen moments
Of lives through the green trees
All the souls
you will never meet
And some enchanted beauties
They all appear through a bright veil
You’ll never see all those details,
All gifts from nature.
It goes on and on
On and on.
The train never stops
The rhythm of life goes so fast.
It runs from birth to death
With faith
In this crazy circle
And this movement will never end.
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4. |
Distant Destiny
06:39
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DISTANT DESTINY (A. PIERRE - N. WINSTONE)
Once when the world was not like today
We knew the things that we had to say
Now we wonder who we are
As the world spins out of control
We feel that we've lost
All the words to say how we feel.
So now as the wind takes hold of the sails
We fly to some distant destiny
Not so distant any more
Oh, but I won't forget
The reaching of your hand towards me.
Some have the power to change how we hear
And show the road that we have to take
Just a spec in time and space
We become a part of what's real
And no longer lost
For we have the language to fly
So now as the wind takes hold of the sails
We'll see in time where we need to be
Not so near yet not so far
Oh, but we won't forget
The brilliance of your light before us.
Now as the wind takes hold of the sails
We fly to some distant destiny
Not so distant anymore, oh,
But I won’t forget the reaching of hand towards me.
Once when the world was not like today
We knew the things that we had to say
Now we wonder who we are
As the world spins out of control
We feel that we've lost
All the words to say how we feel.
So now as the wind takes hold of the sails
We fly to some distant destiny
Not so distant any more
Oh, but I won't forget
The reaching of your hand towards me.
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5. |
Tame The Beast
05:05
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TAME THE BEAST (B. WIERNIK - A. PIERRE)
Last time I slept
I was within
A fairy book
of dreams
I thought you wouldn’t hear me
Holding my breath
Without a sign
Could this be death
Or life
I felt an animal in my body
Without a trace
I suddenly discovered hidden scales
On my neck
I have to search
Under my skin
‘Cause I will try
to tame my own beast
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6. |
Listen To The Growl
03:02
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LISTEN TO THE GROWL (A. PIERRE / B. WIERNIK)
They want us to die, being all alone
Not a kiss, not a smile.
They stole our liberty, trying to control
Leaving us so empty.
The illness of the day, how it hurts!
But they have no idea ‘cause we aren’t heard.
We could die of sadness, die of boredom,
We could die together, out of passion, out of love.
Wi-th flowers on guns, we- are too descent,
One two three to fight with intelligence.
The battle has begun, and will become a torrent,
We all know the sound will be our guidance.
One step each time, one beat we will fight,
Listen to the growl
One breath each time, together we’ll be bright,
Listen to the growl…
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7. |
Color Blind
06:51
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Colour Blind (B. Wiernik / B. Wiernik)
Red is the colour of my eyes when I see the world
collapsing
Blue is the colour of my lips when I feel the cold of
people dying
Green is the colour of my ears when I hear the last
trees crying
Purple is the colour of my dreams when I keep
Forgetting
White is the colour of my thoughts
When I imagine snow is now made from plastic
White is the colour of my thoughts
When I consider that no one is being drastic
Hey world are you kidding ? Where is the rainbow
Hiding (x2)
Oh, It’s really hard to realize our meankind
is slow-ly be-coming colour blind.
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8. |
Falling Slowly
05:41
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FALLING SLOWLY (A. Pierre / B. Wiernik)
There’s an army of love growing inside me
One from ancient mythology,
Reminiscent of legends and beliefs
I’m falling slowly, don’t even try to catch me
When I’m in a world dedicated to mystery
The queen never falls into slavery
When I’m in your arms, all my senses are alive
When I feel your touch I would ask the time
not to rush
Love me when I’m falling slowly
Don’t try to catch me
When I’m falling deeply
Sometimes I lose control
With- melancholy
Even if I really never
Feel that lonely
I ask my mind to let it go
You can run with the flow
(Open the window
Try to meet the unknown)
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9. |
What If
06:13
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WHAT IF (A. Pierre / B. Wiernik)
What if my dream was to be him?
What if I was part of the team?
Am I confused?
Truth is always what I choose.
What if my dream is to be me?
What if sometimes I just agree,
To be who I am
In this world full of men,
A woman
This woman.
Don’t wait for the day to come,
Try to assume your polychrome.
What if the best is to be you?
Be proud of who you are,
Be proud of you,
Be who you are.
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10. |
Bird of Sukhotaï
03:53
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Bird of Sukhotai (A. PIERRE - B. WIERNIK)
Dance with me all through the night
Take my arms and hold me tight
Feel the sweetness in my hands
Find the time that never ends
Steal a kiss and sing so high
Like the bird of Sukhotai
Let your soul and your eyes speak
Keep the strength to reach the peak
Take the time to feel again
All my joy which feeds your veins
Silence will bring our desire
To the sound of a deep choir
With voices of fire
Don’t try to play a game
Beauty needs to be claimed
I dream of you sweet bird
Pleasure needs to be heard
Dance with me all through the night
Take my arms and hold me tight
Feel the sweetness in my hands
Find the time that never ends
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Barbara Wiernik Brussels, Belgium
Barbara Wiernik is a singer, but not only. The lyrics and melodies she creates flow among different styles with astounding
versatility. A vocalist for about twenty years, she has been in constant search of new sounds, which give her vocal jazz a very modern note. She uses her voice as an instrument, making melodies part of her own language and universe.
Picture: Serge Heimlich
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