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Sehr emotionaler Akkustik-Pop-Song.
Aufgenommen März 2008 im Seraphon-Tonstudio, Stauffen.
© Words & Music: Stephan Rau
Gesang: Gayan
Flöte: Beatrix Knapp
Percussion: Marc Noller
Bass: Uli Gitschier
Gitarre: Stephan Rau
Aufgenommen März 2008 im Seraphon-Tonstudio, Stauffen.
© Words & Music: Stephan Rau
Gesang: Gayan
Flöte: Beatrix Knapp
Percussion: Marc Noller
Bass: Uli Gitschier
Gitarre: Stephan Rau
PLANT A SEED OF LOVE
© Words & Music: Stephan Rau
It looks though
It looks though, as if the world´ll be
Purple and scarlet
It looks though
It looks though, as if the world´ll be
A haunt of foul spirits
But I don´t believe in prophecies
I don´t believe that history
Is a dead-end-street and we must see
The darkness necessarily
I better plant a seed
And water is with love
It looks though
It looks though, as if there’ll be the
One with seven – seven heads
It looks though
It looks though, as if the downfall
Is unavoidable
But I don´t believe in prophecies
I don´t believe that history
Is a dead-end-street and we must see
The darkness necessarily
I better plant a seed
And water is with love
Blooming
Growing
It’s flavour overflowing
Sprouting
Rising
The future is surprising
With all of your passion and your compassion, huh
Soon there’ll be a field
So plant a seed of love
Even
Even trough a stony ground
A bloom shoots up
And even
Even in a barren land it´s beauty
Can be seen
So I leave without a backward glance
And I go on with confidence
My mind it rests in deep silence
I´m sure that we will take the chance
We here to plant a seed
And water is with love
Blooming
Growing
It’s flavour overflowing
Sprouting
Rising
The future is surprising
With all of your passion and your compassion, huh
Soon there’ll be a field
So plant a seed of love
Love, love, love
Plant a seed of
Love, love, love
Plant a seed of
Love, love, love
Plant a seed of
Love, love, love
Plant a seed of
© Words & Music: Stephan Rau
It looks though
It looks though, as if the world´ll be
Purple and scarlet
It looks though
It looks though, as if the world´ll be
A haunt of foul spirits
But I don´t believe in prophecies
I don´t believe that history
Is a dead-end-street and we must see
The darkness necessarily
I better plant a seed
And water is with love
It looks though
It looks though, as if there’ll be the
One with seven – seven heads
It looks though
It looks though, as if the downfall
Is unavoidable
But I don´t believe in prophecies
I don´t believe that history
Is a dead-end-street and we must see
The darkness necessarily
I better plant a seed
And water is with love
Blooming
Growing
It’s flavour overflowing
Sprouting
Rising
The future is surprising
With all of your passion and your compassion, huh
Soon there’ll be a field
So plant a seed of love
Even
Even trough a stony ground
A bloom shoots up
And even
Even in a barren land it´s beauty
Can be seen
So I leave without a backward glance
And I go on with confidence
My mind it rests in deep silence
I´m sure that we will take the chance
We here to plant a seed
And water is with love
Blooming
Growing
It’s flavour overflowing
Sprouting
Rising
The future is surprising
With all of your passion and your compassion, huh
Soon there’ll be a field
So plant a seed of love
Love, love, love
Plant a seed of
Love, love, love
Plant a seed of
Love, love, love
Plant a seed of
Love, love, love
Plant a seed of
