the sound of violins reminds me of jasmin scent
the scent so new to me has opened my horizons
that´s the beauty of its taste
searching for balance in the question
what´s deep inside of me, in the answer
what isn´t found awaits without the breaking point
I´m searching for the breaking point
the only sure thing is uncertainty and I wish
even in my touch I can feel the strange sound
not only as a colour In your mind
the sounds of violins...The scent of jasmin...
and the taste like...
not only as a colour
in my soul, once again, like the toll of a bell
rings the question and it will ring until it finds the answer
even in my touch I can feel the strange sound
not only as a colour In your mind
the sounds of violins...The scent of jasmin...
and the taste like...
not only as a colour
so what are my scenses for, if they lie
not only as a colour In your mind
and my 6th sense will show me the way out
not only as a colour
