Sealing Your Fate (1997) 
	
	In the plundered city, 
	the robbers pray
	for the judgement day to come;
	and their hearts are beating
	in the rain 
	like a distant drum...

	In the plundered city,
	the robbers build
	a silver stairwell to the sky,
	so they'd bring to His pity
	all the guilt
	they're gonna deny

	when the judges will come,
	disguised as strangers,
	when the judges will take you
	back in their game,
	when the judges will teach you
	to be courageus
	sealing your fate,
	stealing your fate...

	In the plundered city,
	the robbers wear
	silved masks to hide their eyes,
	so they still could be seeing
	in the air
	ever brightening signs

	that the judges will come,
	disguised as strangers,
	that the judges will take you
	back in their game,
	that the judges will teach you
	to be courageus
	sealing your fate,
	stealing your fate...

	In the plundered city, 
	the robbers pray
	for the judgement day to come;
	and their hearts are beating
	in the rain 
	like a distant drum...

	So tell them you'll take their
	magic potion;
	tell them you'll never
	leave them again;
	but tell them you will be
	really cautious
	sealing your fate,
	stealing your fate...




	    
 Goddess of Laughter (1997) 

	i wish i was living in a strange looking house,
	with all of its walls facing south,
	with an inward-bent roof 
	that prevents stars from drawning,
	with the rainbow-shaped doors all around,

	so that the goddess of laughter would come,
	the goddess of laughter would come...

	and she would walk through a door 
	of that strange looking house,
	in a peacock-blue dress and a crown;
	she would sing to herself 
	of the times we've forgot,
	and i'll pray all the rest of my gods

	that the goddess of laughter would stay,
	the goddess of laughter would stay...



Changes in my Street (1998)
	
	On the day you went,
	on the day you said,
	"I don't want this road 
	to come to end." --
	The dunes beneath your wings
	shiver in the wind,
	and I am lost in dreams
	again.

	Changes in my street:
	the leaves beneath my feet
	whisper what we did
	try to conceal then...
	Changes in my street:
	the rain begins to weep,
	and cast the streaks of tears
	upon my window.

	The clouds come and go,
	and I'm afraid to know
	which way the wind will make
	its call again.
	And I will take my coat,
	And I will lock my home,
	for I don't want this road
	to come to end.

	Changes in my street:
	the leaves beneath my feet
	whisper what we did,
	when the rain began to weep,
	and cast the streaks of tears
	on the leaves beneath our feet...

	Changes in my street...



Late Lovers (1998)



Wishing on a Star (1998)




	    
 Cielos de Acero (1997) 

          (translated by Maria Rioja) 

	Es suave en mis dedos,
	En mi piel abrasador 
	Una pieza más en mi mural.
	
	Y allá al otro lado
	Nieva sin cesar 
	
	Fácil con mis alas,
	Encordece el corazón
	La cuidad que vivo sin dólor.
	
	Y allá al otro lado
	risas sin rencor.
	
	Donde el cielo es de acero,
	Allá de acero es el mar
	No hay nostalgia en la tierra
	Que nunca has de alcanzar.
	
	Firme en mi fe,
	Mas infiel practicador
	Es el puente que no cruzo más.
	
	Y allá al otro lado
	Sendas áridas.
	
	Cálidos recuerdos 
	Que no prenden al calor 
	Son cenizas de otro ayer.
	
	Y allá al otro lado
	Sólo humo ves
	
	Donde el cielo es de acero,
	Allá de acero es el mar
	No hay nostalgia en la tierra
	Que nunca has de alcanzar.




	    
 The Land of Drought (1996) 

	I want to tell a simple little fairy tale 
	About us walking slowly in the rain, 
	Disguised behind the masks so innocently frail, 
	And followed by the shadows of the prey...

	There where the streets are sinking 
	Into the starving sea 
	We would come like a sudden rainfall 
	That no one had foreseen...

	El Universo tiende al olvido, 
	But leaves a trace in every broken stone, 
	In every word she spoke before the face of gold, 
	In every drop of rain she prayed to hold,

	Though rain does never come into the land of drought, 
	The rain does never come into the land of drought, 
	The rain does never come into her land... 

	The Universe extends into oblivion, 
	And takes away our mutual disguise. 
	She hides her cross among the stones she'll leave me on, 
	Despite it can't be hidden in her eyes 

	That rain will never come into the land of drought, 
	The rain will never come into the land of drought, 
	The rain will never come into her land... 

	I want to tell a simple little fairy tale 
	About us walking slowly in the rain... 

	And there where the streets were sinking 
	Into the starving sea 
	We could have come like a sudden rainfall 
	That no one had foreseen...
 



	    
 La Tierra Árida (1997) 

          (translated by Maria Rioja) 

	Hay un pequeño cuento que te contare: 
	Bajo la lluvia vamos tu y yo, 
	Con mascaras tan inocentes tu y yo 
	Seguidos por las sombras del ayer 

	Y allá donde las calles se encuentran 
	Con el hambriento mar 
	Seriamos un chaparrón de estio 
	Que nadie pudo imaginar...

	El Universo tiende al olvido,
	Pero queda en cada piedra que rompió,
	En cada silaba de su plegaria,
	En cada gota de lluvia que rogó...

	Aunque no llueva en la tierra árida.
	Nunca llueva en la tierra árida.
	Nunca llueve en su tierra... 

	El Universo tiende al olvido,
	Se lleva los disfraces de cartón. 
	Su cruz esconde en las piedras junto a mi,
	Aunque sus ojos gritan sin querer 

	Que nunca llueva en la tierra árida.
	Nunca llueva en la tierra árida.
	Nunca llueve en su tierra...

	Hay un pequeño cuento que te contare: 
	Bajo la lluvia vamos tu y yo... 

	Y allá donde las calles se encuentran 
	Con el hambriento mar, 
	Seriamos un chaparrón de estio 
	Que nadie pudo imaginar...
 



	    
 In the Eyes of Ether (1997) 

	In the eyes of Ether... 
	painted shadows 
	listen in the moonlight 
	to the silence of the Vedas. 
	And as the wind dies out at night,
	the pain stands still. 

	In the eyes of Ether... 
	nameless lovers 
	die of every poison 
	they had the courage to discover,
	when across the bridge the shadows rise 
	and whisper their names.

	In the eyes of Ether... 
	frozen fires 
	twine around the swift line 
	from obsession to defiance,
	as the claws of stars are drawing blood 
	from the heart of the night.

	In the eyes of Ether...  
	velvet curtains 
	descend upon the stage, 
	although nobody would be certain 
	if it is the time to die,
	or give a round of applause...

	In the eyes of Ether... 
	painted shadows 
	listen in the moonlight 
	to the silence of the Vedas. 
	And as the wind dies out at night,
	the pain stands still. 

	In the eyes of Ether... 
	the pain stands still. 
 



	    
 The Town Clocks (1997) 

	what do you want? 
	tell me what do you want
	now, that it's midnight,
	and all the town clocks
	are ready to strike... 

	enshrouded in pain,
	it sweams in your veins:
	it's just a poisonous thorn
	that you hide --- 
	with every tide of your blood, 
	it goes deeper inside. 
	
	run through the streets;
	tell me your dreams, 
	before the needles point to the sky, 
	before the tide returns,
	and takes us inside...

	hide me again:
	such is the game 
	of silent strangers piercing your heart.
	you see them coming for you from afar...
	so, tell me what do you want, 
	what do you want tonight 
	now, that the town clocks 
	are ready to strike?
 



	    
The Rise of The Southern Star (1995) 

	Foreseeing the rise of the southern star
	swiftly disguised by the city flames,
	there where nothing seems
	to hold to its place,

	holy men run in deserted streets
	leaving the churches unlocked,
	hoping that this time around
	they will never come home.

	The wise ones shuffle their sacred scrolls;
	the foolish have fallen in love;
	the elders will never admit
	that they've heard enough

	of the chimes that are claiming their distant toll
	of the sighted ones, who stand on guard
	for the blind, who have gathered to hail
	the southern star.

	And I beg you to tell if I'll be this time
	with the foolish, the blind, or the wise,
	in the city of yours, where the southern star
	does never rise...
 



	
Silence (1995)
		
	The ninth wave has just kissed the shore; 
	and the sea knows I will beg for more,
	tearing out the heart of my unconscious pride.
	
	The sand strips will wrap it around 
	with my soothing dreams and folly doubts; 
	but the sea today is too blunt to let me die.

	And the castle stands, and the gates are sealed;
	and nobody wins, and nobody will... 
	The prophets claim it's written in the sky

	I confess my sins to the book of sand;
	but the surf conceals all the words I've found, 
	leaving me to the muteness of my crimes.

	And the ninth wave has just kissed the shore;
	so the sea knows that I'll beg for more,
	tearing out the heart of my unconscious pride.

	The sand strips will wrap it around 
	with my soothing dreams and folly doubts; 
	but the sea today is too blunt to hear me die.

	Seagulls are playing
	and launching their heartbeats
	to challenge the call of the wind.
	The seagulls are swaying
	in the silence of harbor
	again,
	but it's too late to win.

	And
	silence is higher
	than...
	silence is older
	than...
	silence is brighter
	than...
	silence is colder
	than...
	silence is sooner
	than...
	silence is quicker 
	than...
	silence is bigger
	than
	me.




	
The Void (1996)

			"El Universo tiende al olvido" 

	Another sun will climb in vain
	Across the airless sky,
	With nothing for the wings to play,
	And nothing to defy...
	I'm holding to my breath,
	Beyond the point --
	What used to be a sacred faith
	Is just another void.

	The distant gods will cry no more
	For all, who tried to breathe.
	For all, who prayed to shut the door,
	The distant gods will weep.
	A desert rose has pierced
	The faulty soil...
	Where sands were drifting with the winds,
	There's just another void.

	And voices fall behind the words
	That never meant to come...
	Behind the eyelids, lights are blurred...
	And wounds are getting numb.
	The time will run its old
	And cunning ploy;
	And all we ever get to hold
	Is just another void.

	Another sun will climb in vain
	Across the airless sky,
	With nothing for the winds to play,
	And nothing to defy...
	I'm holding to my breath,
	Beyond the point --
	What used to be a sacred faith
	Is just another void.




	
Old Salem (1994)
        
	Tell me what you want me to hear about.
	Maybe something you'd like to conceal now?
	I've got those little hints:
	poisoned darts and razor strings...

	Mercury, gold and silver...
	If i open this door
	will you deceive me?
	No justice's on my mind;
	they will come for you this night
	while the tide's so high,
	and no witch could stand a trial

	Tell me what you want me to do now.
	I'm a lowly guard
	against the whole town;
	and my love is truly cursed...
	But without it what is worth
	a falling cross?
	You know
	i've brought with me my only horse...

	Don't blink,
	when they throw a dagger.
	Don't move
	what they call a target
	Don't stall
	what's in flight.

	The night glows,
	and the chase's started.
	Breathe low,
	If you can't stop it.
	Don't stall
	what's in flight.

	Far across the hill that's made of silence,
	Shadows slipped away from Old Salem.
	The dawn is on its climb;
	and i'm gazing at the sky:
	the way they fly,
	it always made me cry

	Tell me what you want me to be now...
	Maybe something i'd have to conceal now?
	I've got those little hints:
	poisoned darts and razor strings...
	and the way they fly,
	it always made me cry...

	Don't blink,
	when they throw a dagger.
	Don't move
	what they call a target
	Don't stall
	what's in flight.

	The night glows,
	and the chase's started.
	Breathe low,
	If you can't stop it.
	Don't stall
	what's in flight.




	
Hollow Heart (1995)

	tonight, stay blind
	stay numb, now
	don't hold on
	let down, now

	 chorus: 
	it's just the night 
	to throw the keys aside
	and your hollow heart
	will comply
	it's just the night
	to shut the door inside
	your hollow heart...

	strain your veins
	convulsed with pulse
	command the sand
	to drift the rifts

	 (chorus) 

	tie the lies
	you'll bring in
	don't hold on
	set free the freeze

	 (chorus) 




	
Chain me to your smile (1994)
        
	changes
	are far and wide
	let them hear what we've said 
	to hide
	those little lies

	chain me
	to your smile
	it's just another day
	we've left behind
	i wonder why

	strangers
	is all we are
	but then your ticket reads
	we've been this way so far

	fake it
	you know you can
	for i'm not sure if the train
	will ever play
	this track again

	you see those lights
	become too bright
	what if i must get off this train
	tonight?

	time goes by...
	in overestimations
	i thought i was to take so long a ride
	i thought it wasn't gonna end this time
	i wonder why

	time goes by...
	here comes the station
	let me check this number
	if i got it right
	yes, i'd call you back
	just like the other night
	the other life

	chain me 
	to your smile
	let me hear all you've said
	to hide
	those little lies

	strangers
	is all we've been
	another time
	another game
	another dream

	chain me
	to your smile...




	     
Jane (1994)

	jane 
	i wish i was your echo 
	to steal your words 
	and bring them back in speckles 
	just like a jigsaw puzzle
	that you've made 
	out of those days 
	of fortunes and mistakes

	jane   
	i wish i was your shadow 
	to cast myself  
	upon the roads you ramble  
	and when the night returns  
	i'd let it through 
	and from its gloom 
	i'd softly speak to you

	remember, jane?  
	you thought i was a wizard 
	i took it on  
	just as my way to please you 
	and rocks had turned into the finest gold 
	but you were told 
	that all my books been sold 

	jane 
	you called me up that evening 
	you said i lied 
	you said i had deceived you 
	how could i raise my humble voice? 
	how could i raise my humble voice? 
	how could i raise my humble voice? 
	you'd made your choice

	jane 
	i left your tiny town 
	i sought no one 
	and no one i have found 
	for there's no hope 
	i could escape this little truth 

	that jane 
	i wish i was your angel 
	to spread my wings 
	and shelter you from dangers 
	i'd try to make your dreams 
	keep coming true 
	it's all i'd do 
	it's all i wanted to

	jane  
	i wish i was your shadow 
	to cast myself  
	upon the roads you ramble  
	and when the night returns  
	i'd let it through 
	and from its gloom 
	i'd softly speak to you

	i'd tell you, jane 
	i saw all seven wonders 
	before i'd reached 
	a kingdom far beyond them 
	and there they taught me 
	all the sacred magic arts

	but jane 
	they wouldn't tell their secrets 
	unless i'd traded something 
	that was equal 
	i paid the price with my enchanted heart 
	'twas all i got 
	'twas all i truly got...

	jane  
	i wish i was your echo 
	to steal your words 
	and bring them back in speckles 
	just like a jigsaw puzzle  
	that we've made 
	of all those days 
	of fortunes and mistakes




	         
  One says (1993)

	one says 
	you gotta wait for them,  
	as you're to forgive 
	one says 
	no matter what it makes,  
	it makes me not leave 
	one says 
	we better listen before we say 
	one says 
	how do you think we would go this way? 
	oh no, oh no, we won't 
	but still one says...

	one says 
	'twas just a timing,  
	so those words were bizarre 
	one says 
	it cuts no ice with me,  
	as the needle's pushed too far 
	one says 
	same ol', same ol' 
	oh says you, you see 
	one says 
	you stop pretending like getting bled 
	one says 
	just what is keeping us talking? 
	and still...

	one says 
	whatever would it be,  
	i won't let it on 
	one says 
	we must forgive us now,  
	unless we go wrong 
	one says 
	oh no, we don't. no, we don't

	one knows, you're gonna be mine 
	one knows, you do it alright 
	one knows, you show that you care 
	but still one says...

	one says 
	you let you feel it,  
	then you're never to leave 
	one says 
	how can you stand it,  
	once it's born to be killed? 
	one says 
	oh says it me? says it me?

	one says 
	you gotta wait for them,  
	as you're to forgive 
	one says 
	no matter what it makes,  
	it makes me not leave 
	one says 
	we better listen before we say 
	one says 
	how do you think we would go this way? 
	oh no, oh no, we won't 
	but still one says 

	one knows, you're gonna be mine 
	one knows, you do it alright 
	one knows, you show that you care 
	but still one says...

	ain't no rain beyond the Fall?.. 
	ain't no sky between the walls?.. 
	ain't no word before a call?.. 
	ain't at all?..

	ain't no wood without of trees?.. 
	ain't no lips to share a kiss?.. 
	ain't no crazies dead of dreams?.. 
	ain't there is?..




	  
Dream Catcher (1995) 

	the sky is bleeding 
	tell me sweety 
	what did you do 
	did you touch it 
	tried to snatch it 
	in your room 
	i wonder why do you cry

	the web is woven 
	hang your stone 
	by a string 
	tell me whether 
	purple feathers 
	caught your dreams 
	i wonder why do you cry

	words are stolen 
	someone's calling 
	from afar 
	will you answer 
	take your chances 
	to your heart 
	i wonder why do you cry

	the sky is bleeding 
	tell me sweety 
	what did you do 
	did you taint it 
	did you paint it 
	red on blue 
	i wonder why do you cry

	gotta spend some 
	pay the ransom 
	pay the bribe 
	the web is woven 
	someone's calling 
	from behind 
	i wonder why do you cry

	the sky is bleeding 
	tell me sweety 
	what did you do 
	did you touch it 
	tried to snatch it 
	in your room 
	oh tell me 
	did you taint it 
	did you paint it 
	red on blue 

	i wonder why do you cry 
	it's just a wounded sunset  
	in the sky 
	the spell will fade 
	the wound will close 
	but why 
	do you cry 
	what is worth it tonight 
	i want to see 
	to see it with your eyes




	         
Rolling Rings (1995) 

	I hope I'll be able to survive the spring 
	haunting me for so long... 
	Seven bridges cross a stream 
	that floods them all along.

	Seven skies are waiting there, 
	beyond the edge of the truth. 
	Pilgrims, in fear of the stairs, 
	are taking off their shoes.

	Spinning around the hollow sky, 
	mused are the tinsel stars --- 
	If pain has come to be denied, 
	why does it leave the scars?

	Silence is preaching its tacit faults, 
	out in the empty fields --- 
	So the sinners would safely hold 
	to every of their guilts.

	Simple songs about complex dreams 
	enchanting the foothills of night... 
	And rolling away are the broken rings 
	that we have failed to tie.

	The rings rolling, 
	dreams rolling, 
	rolling away... 
	You choke on your pain, 
	and go. 
	Though no one ever knows 
	where 
	the rings are rolling, 
	dreams rolling, 
	rolling away... 
	You conquer your pain, 
	and stay. 
	But will it be the same?

	I hope I'll be able to survive the spring 
	haunting me for so long... 
	Seven bridges cross a stream 
	that floods them all along.

	Simple songs about complex dreams 
	enchanting the foothills of night. 
	And rolling away are the broken rings, 
	down and behind...

	...rolling 
	dreams rolling, 
	rolling away... 
	You choke on your pain, 
	and go. 
	And no one ever knows 
	where 
	the rings are rolling, 
	dreams rolling, 
	rolling away... 
	You conquer your pain, 
	and stay. 
	But will it be the same,
	since you rings are rolling 
	dreams rolling 
	rolling away ... 
	You choke on you pain, 
	and go --- 
	no one ever knows 
	where...





	
 Behind the Sweet Line (1995)

	this summer has slipped 
	through my fingers crossed
	and this sky has gone blind
	and I fear the most 
	what I wish the most:
	that you would wake up to my cry

	 chorus:
	and I want to go, I want to go 
	behind the sweet line.
	in the mist of your sleep,
	I want to flee till the dawn ---
	just to remain silent and chained 
	behind the sweet line,
	just to be gone...

	our shadows will dance 
	upon the wet leaves,
	when we will cut this line.
	and you fear the least 
	what you wish the least:
	that you would sleep through the night

	 (chorus) 




	
 Trish (1991) 

	it was supposed to be a never coming true dream, 
	to bring us back again to the time we were free, 
	free of policies, free and easy in the grass 
	that seemed to be eternal... 
	but all must ever pass 

	it's been a lot of very boring and very lonely days 
	and i have got them by, i didn't wish them to stay 
	strangers came, and changes came cross my way 
	but for a long time, i've wanted to say

	Trish, my main man, what it be?

	once in evening drowned in silent calmness at last 
	i'll stop the running from the good to the best 
	i'd find my own one, and i feel i'd find over here 
	i've something to say 
	do you want to hear?

	borders are to be ever falling between 
	it doesn't matter while we keep rolling the wheels 
	but if the ways we trust ... 
	then i've somehitng to ask 
	could you really explain it to me 

	Trish, my main man, what it be?

	it'll be supposed to be a never coming true dream, 
	to bring us back again to the time we were free 
	free of policies, free and easy in the grass 
	that seemed to be eternal... 
	why should it ever pass?

	Trish, my main man, what it be with us?




	
 Agna (1992) 

	he said, with Agna you shouldn't 
	go further in the world 
	i don't believe him 
	like i don't believe in you 
	he said, you'd see it in her eyes, 
	but when i looked i saw someone 
	i never know 
	i always knew...
	her palms o'care 
	her hair of gold 
	her eyes of blue... 
	her shape of light and sweet,
	her breath of wind 
	that never blew.

	and on every number you had dialed me 
	i'd been suspecting someone to overhear 
	all you told of the dance 
	you danced in no embrace 
	'cause it came just to make 
	you count your failures 
	in any place 
	with every love 
	on any day.

	and you don't mind the price 
	that was promised to be fixed, 
	before the salesman had done his dirty tricks... 
	you thought, there would be no goal 
	set not to be the last 
	but once you've reached it 
	you find it just the least. 

	and i was eager for you to come along with me, 
	if i could be let on that i would hold your tears, 
	that i would be allowed to come and touch your skin... 
	you let me think so, 
	but you'd never let me in.

	you've ten times to make it wrong way, 
	ten times to make it right, 
	ten times to go the whole way... 
	you just have no time to step aside

	 chorus: 
	'cause time counts down 
	all your reasons and your every doubt 
	it leads to a prison, it takes us to the crowd 
	with no one there who'd count it down. 
	time counts down 
	and there's no means to attain a discount 
	no matter what you will do while we count, 
	in any way don't let me down.

	and every door you've shot in front of me 
	will only throw you aside in an empty room. 
	and as you stay for awhile there thinking of it, 
	i should be getting away...

	come on, you too 
	have ten times to make it wrong way, 
	ten times to make it right, 
	ten times to go the whole way... 
	you just have no time to step aside

	 (chorus) 

	this evening he got me on the phone 
	and said, 
	with Agna you shouldn't go further in the world 
	i wouldn't trust him, 
	since to trust is no excuse 
	and i haven't hang up on him  
	just for his restless voice 
	to say the words 
	I have refused

	it's made no suffering 
	it's made no joy 
	it just has made no use 
	it really means no suffering
	until i'll hang up my silent phone...




	
 Call me after... (1991) 

	I never ever mind
	if you take me for being born blind.
	Closed eyes never ever mind
	if you decide all from your own side.
	I feel there's something I should be worried by,
	should be sorry for...
	That is that you have to do everything you do.

	I never ever mind
	if you take me for being still a child.
	I'll let you keep out of that clime
	which you won't let me get inside.
	Well... it should seem to be a simple story
	that no one could glory in...
	That is that you have to be nothing I could need.

	I never ever mind
	to make the most of my lonely strides.
	Yet on this path, hard as I can ever try it,
	I could not lower all my sights...
	And maybe my eyelashes must be closed down,
	for it's the farewell night...
	Still, you know these eyes kept no lies -
	Never ever mind these eyes.

	I never ever mind
	acting blind if you want me blind,
	agreeing to be your shadow in the night,
	until the sun lights on you dazzled mind.
	But maybe my eyelashes must be closed down,
	for it's the farewel night tonight.
	Still, you know these eyes kept no lies --
	Never ever mind your eyes.
	I know you need your time, 
	to get it right...
	This night be gone, sometime --
	Call me after...






	    
 Sky of Grey Steel (1992) 

	Soft to my fingers,
	And like fire to my lips
	Is the keystone inside the wall.  
	
	And over there beyond it,
	There's a swirling snowfall.
	
	Easy for the wings,       
	And deafening to my ears    
	Is a city in the land of mine.
	
	And over there beyond it,
	There's a voice of a child.
	
	It's a clime of skies of grey steel,
	A clime of diamond roads --
	The clime we pray to believe in,
	The clime we never hold.
	
	Honest with my faith,
	But untrue for every step
	Is the bridge spanning cross the sky.

	And over there beyond it,	
	There's a hint of the night.
	
	Warm in my dreams,
	But so useless to set fire
	Are the ashes of my made up past.
	
	And over there beyond it,
	There's a pain yet to last.
	
	It's a clime of skies of grey steel,
	A clime of diamond roads --
	The clime we pray to believe in,
	The clime we never hold.



	 
 Jornada del Muerto (1995)

	 (instrumental) 




	
 Il Ponte dei Sospiri (1997) 

	 (instrumental)