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• Artiste: Beborn Beton
• Titre: Chameleon
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Silently I am walking on hollowed ground Am I walking? I seem to fly Birds all around mewhispering, gazing Suddenly a voice or two I turn aroundand hardly can believe In what I hear, in what I see The Nightingale talks to stone, To a beast turning Red and green and blue "I`m alive" says the bird, "I`m alive in here", The Chameleon smiles It`s fate is it`s youth, Never loved before, never shared a tear Darkness fills the air and I realize I do not fly anymore No Chameleon, no Nightingale, No voice over there, The riverside, a bridge On the other side I see flowers Everynow and then A flower on the way Slowly getting pale, Slowly recovering Beasts crawling, sneaking Silently weeping But I don`t seem to notice Blue as I used to be, Till I found you It`s the Chameleon never responding Silently nodding, But never spending a tune Never let someone in, As deeply as you did with me It`s the Chameleon never responding Silently nodding, But never spending a tune Is it worth a try or will I drown? What better way to die in search of life? As I step on, a CrushI drown, I die Happy though ... Happy not to have Let a thing in life untried A last view to The Chameleon Never responding silently nodding