After a very stressing handboll game, it was time to relax: France is worldchampion, i ate a very good but simple dinner, and now the lights are lighting a sweet music, i am listening to sweet music and enjoying a funni book. What would i want more now? Maybe a hug from an handsome man, but not even sure. This is the best moment of the week, when everything is calm and i feel good.
Enjoy this good night song:
Water water on the seeds
To my left they rose and leaf
To my right cross Seven Seas
Maybe maybe they’ll stay true
My seeds will cross and then take root
And leave you to an empty room
Lonely lonely that is you
Lonely lonely that is youPaper paper obsolete
How will you reach out to me
I thought you’d ask me not to leave
Lonely lonely that is me
Lonely lonely that is meDistance makes the heart grow weak
So that the mouth can barely speak
Except to those who hide their needs
And I have read the golden seal
That tell of how the seedlings feel
Reminds my heart what love can yieldBy my only things are clear
Baby boy I’m staying here
Lonely lonely that was you
Lonely and so untrue
Wo ist das Meer? 