When he was riding through the old Romanian town Heading to the East, he had to stop 'till dawn... He had to stop' till dawn... Late it was, he took water from a well Glittering and cold, water quenched his thirst... But, that old well was dry... And the moon was shining bright Scattered sparkles rounded the well Sound of a distant flute he...Learn More

Since water's high my eyes are dry And I don't long for anything… My second-hand soul crashed the wall Lying around in pieces… My nights are long and I'm scared of the crimson dawn… Sailing on the sea of lies Without a compass… Beneath this sky There's no seagull to show me where's the shore… Oh… I'm starving for love… Show yourself, let me...Learn More