Blutengel, Ulrike Goldmann, Chris Pohl - Seasons lyrics
[Blutengel, Ulrike Goldmann, Chris Pohl - Seasons lyrics]
The sun breaks through the clouds
And the day is full of miracles
We are dancing on a meadow
And we are feeling so blue
Sunrays on our skin
We are laying on the ground
We close our eyes
And everything feels like home
But suddenly the cruel memories are coming to
Our mind and I feel the fear
Silence is gone and all the voices
In my head start to cry
In spring we are born, in summer we dance
In autumn we love and in winter we die
Life is so short, so soon we are dead
Why do we waste our time with all
The things that make us sad?
In spring we are born, in summer we dance
In autumn we love and in winter we die
Life is so short, so soon we are dead
Why do we waste our time with all
The things that make us sad?
But suddenly the cruel memories
Are coming to our mind and I feel the fear
Silence is gone and all the voices
In my head start to cry
In spring we are born, in summer we dance
(we dance)
In autumn we love and in winter we die
(winter we lie)
Life is so short, so soon we are dead
(we are dead)
Why do we waste our time with all
The things that make us sad?
And the day is full of miracles
We are dancing on a meadow
And we are feeling so blue
Sunrays on our skin
We are laying on the ground
We close our eyes
And everything feels like home
But suddenly the cruel memories are coming to
Our mind and I feel the fear
Silence is gone and all the voices
In my head start to cry
In spring we are born, in summer we dance
In autumn we love and in winter we die
Life is so short, so soon we are dead
Why do we waste our time with all
The things that make us sad?
In spring we are born, in summer we dance
In autumn we love and in winter we die
Life is so short, so soon we are dead
Why do we waste our time with all
The things that make us sad?
But suddenly the cruel memories
Are coming to our mind and I feel the fear
Silence is gone and all the voices
In my head start to cry
In spring we are born, in summer we dance
(we dance)
In autumn we love and in winter we die
(winter we lie)
Life is so short, so soon we are dead
(we are dead)
Why do we waste our time with all
The things that make us sad?