Lyric Translations- Journey

Everything is written (Words for the Listener)
Everything is written inside the diary
Pages of time
Everything is written inside the diary
Diary of a journey
Everything is written inside the diary
There is another place
There is another place close to here
There is another place

Planes
In a short while, we'll see here
Planes outside, close to us
Again you escape to another world
In pursuit of your other happiness
And its so hard, it's so hard
To see you escape into the clouds
Its so hard, it's so hard
To find a bit of happiness in the meantime
And both of you embrace, and it gives me a twinge in my heart
To them it was only a moment
In every plane a person, in every person a story
In every story there is someone below
And its so hard...

Wake up Wake
The terror, the hostility, the sounds of war
And fraternal hatred are increasing by the day
The old age is embarrassing, they are dying from shame
With their voices they are whispering and you are silent
Wake up wake beloved homeland
Because we're very tired
We need rest
Wake up wake
Once in life we are alive
Give a little love
Violence, humiliation, racists are growing
And another child who is afraid to go home
The fear , the hostility, songs of war
And fraternal hatred is increasing by the day
Wake up wake...
And give me the strength to love you
Some small corner to be happy
Sometimes it's hard to forgive you

For the desperate there is only destiny
I'm still waiting, she said
Somebody above still loves me
He will send her somebody nice
That will stay
It will be OK she says
But when the evening comes she realises
That for the desperate there is only destiny
I'm a person who's talented he says
He exiled himself to London to be happy
To write little songs
In the underground alone
‘ I want to find more for me’ he says
But when the evening comes he finds
For the desperate there is only destiny
And if it doesn't come, It wont be late
For the desperate there is tomorrow
For the desperate there is only destiny

Twilight
Autumn arrives, it's cool now
And some fun I'm also in love
When she's here everything is OK
Sit down on the sofa
She's simply happy to be here
When she's here everything is OK
Don't go ever, don't go ever
Shy singer on an old record
And I dance with her
When she's here everything is OK
It starts raining and it feels like a caress
It's cold for her , so I bring a blanket
When she's here everything is OK
Don't go ever...

The Court Of The King
In the court of the king, are the sad jesters
Somebody whispers, they now know
That there is another place more beautiful close to here
He doesn't tell where , he doesn't tell where
And meanwhile, waters flow through the river of time
In the court of the king
The flowers turned over their thorns
The dead sounded a noise that symbolised life
Because there is another place more beautiful close to here
He doesn't tell where , he doesn't tell where
And meanwhile the waters flow through the river of time
In the court of the king, we are trapped
We wait for a sign that there are still believers
That there is another place more beautiful close to here...

Scars
Big city and the roads are burning
People stop and look
And we are both lost
Together
Lost inside time and space
And for me you are an angel and the devil
And you know that this is dangerous
Together
A few scars, this is all that remains
And I am burnt like a flame
And our end is around the corner
You are so beautiful when you cry
Together
A few scars, this is all that remains
You love me...

Drawn Guns
He returned from the army
He seemed very tired
But soon he will arrive
Down the old path that’s in the neighbourhood
He’s outside for his loved ones that wait
The neighbours look through their windows laughing silently
To his mother who is in the doorway he replaces the worry with a kiss
But inside him the guns are drawn
People cry the thorns blossom
But inside him the guns are drawn
It always hurts when the wound is opened
Through the window a star rises
She sees him cry
And says ‘I’m also frightened’
He answers her
’It’s hard to leave beautiful things like you’
But inside him the guns are drawn...
And on the radio there is talk
Senior figures in the government
Feel that peace approaches
He thinks in the station
He falls asleep in a meeting
And dreams
Of her

We Look To The Skies
Moving between anxiety to sorrow, it's difficult to separate the two
Difficult to see on the day of our death finally our life is what remains
We look to the skies clouds filled with water
God isn't concerned for our well being
God doesn't forget God again takes
Whatever the cost in pain
Who knows if we will survive once again
To taste again the taste of life
Please don't fight for the sake of freedom
Because either way we are imprisoned
We look to the skies clouds filled with water
God isn't concerned for our well being
God doesn't forget God again takes
Whatever the cost in pain
We look to the skies...

Journey
Infinite paths and exits
Impressions inside the travel diary
Jumbled together and not absorbed
Impressions inside the travel diary
And if it happens, and someone comes don't turn around
Because it can always be
That this will set alight your heart
And rescue it from pain
In calmness
Touch the softness overcome the blow
Impressions inside the travel diary
All of us making dust of love
Impressions inside the travel diary
Looking upwards and issuing prayers
When meanwhile they forget that the meaning of life
Is to ask the questions
And to answer...

You Deserve More
I can't see you suffering
The scars that are on your heart
And I want to help, you know it's hard
Because whatever I try to hide
Then just like that it comes out
I can't see you silenced
The pegs that are on your soul
Because we are similar, and we know when to give up
But it's this innocence that is also a screen
That is our way
I can't see you humiliated
Although he isn't only to blame
And both of you love you know it's outside
You are certainly tired, you certainly understand
You deserve more