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Το μέλος vouliakis στις 29-12-2004 στις 18:41 έγραψε:
As anti-matter sucks and pulses periodically
the bud unfolds, the bloom is dead, all space is living history.
It seems as though time must betray us yet we're alive
and though I see no God to save us, still we survive
through the centuries of progress
which don't get us very far.
All illusion! All is bogus...
we don't yet know what we are.
Laughing, hoping, praying, joking, Son of Man,
with lowered eyes but lifting hearts, we're grains of sand
and though, in time, the sea may claim us for its own
we are the rocks which root the future - on us it grows!
Από το τραγούδι Childlike Faith in Childhood's End
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και οι τελευταιοι στιχοι μαλλον η κατακλειδα...
And though dark is the highway,
and the peak's distance breaks my heart,
for I never shall see it, still I play my part,
believing that what waits for us
is the cosmos compared to the dust of the past.
In the death of mere Humans Life shall start!
(ή μηπως οι στιχοι αυτοι και οι προηγουμενοι πρεπει να μπουν στο θεμα ''πολιτικη και μουσικη''...?)