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The Season of Singing
03:38
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I have to tell you
This is an ode to life
This is an ode to love
This is an ode that birds can sing above.
The winter is past,
And flowers appear on Earth
The rains are over and gone
Scream as loud as you can the season of singing has come.
You told me that
And I understand at last
I should love myself, too
’Cause the more I do the more love I can give to you.
As my soul lies down peacefully in the grass
Breathe in the air and breathe out
I’m happy as I am
The world’s too full to talk about.
I am who I am, I am life, I am love
Let’s dive into what’s above.
I am full, I am overwhelmed with this bliss,
What sort of love is this?
My heart, don’t hide your fires
It’s time to awaken love
What more can man desire?
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Mayfly Song
03:23
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Look at the Sun,
Look how it runs
It bounces from east to west to its’ rest with pure joy in the sea
Big rainbows stick on its’ underfeet.
Look at the Sun,
It has found the one,
It takes off winter, the snow-white bridal veil from Spring
Gives to her the evergreen wedding ring.
I wish we were mayflies
I wish we were mayflies
Our whole life would be a carefree nuptial, a day we spend in love
While the blonde Sun laughs at us from above.
I've seen in your eyes our kiss from the dawning
Till the end of the day then we greet the new morning.
Our soft bodies burst into flames then flowers
In these lovely daybreak hours.
And as you lay calm on my chest
My fingers are fondling your breast.
As you lay calm on my chest
I know that you’re the one the best
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Dandelion Dress
02:15
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I remember when I was the wind
And blew away your dandelion dress
The sun laughed at your angel wings
And I touched your brown curly tress
That was pure happiness, I guess.
Freckle flowers blossomed on your face
And I tasted your strawberry tounge
In your embrace I found the perfect place
Between ease and adulthood we swung
And heaven was on the next rung.
Everything was ours
Our fragile minds were in trance
I told her how I love her
In God’s orchard we danced
Barefoot between the flowers.
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Lady Macbeth
04:02
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Oh, those days, oh those days won’t come back
‘cause your mother’s tounge’s around your neck
It chokes you dear, it softly chokes you
And it shows you the wrong view
She poured her black spirit in your ears
Her poisonous words darkened your mind
I’m not like your father, I’m not a beast
Darling, you can’t be so blind
And now, I can see why you flee
But it isn’t me, the enemy
I’ll scream until time grows a thick bark on my soul
Who could give us back the love that your mother once stole
What should I do with my growing rage
My wrath’s swelling since our love is gone
And you did not only loose who I am now
But also who I will become
But it isn’t me, the enemy
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5. |
Light Trap
03:28
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Lyrics:
For her
I would fly the mountains over
But she wears other guys’ pullovers.
I’m a bird stuck in a light trap
She derides my embittered flaps.
Who’s brave enough to leave the spark?
Who dares to fly into the dark
To the endless emptiness,
To the vacancy?
I am under her spell, I adore her bloom
But every flutter ruffles my plume.
Drag me out of this gloom.
Birds like plaster fall from the vault
Got used to the shine, it is my fault
I fly but I can’t halt.
I can’t let go but I don’t want to
This freedom’s a lie but I love you
And you’ll never love me, too.
For her
I would fly the mountains over
But she wears other guys’ pullovers.
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Orange Nights
03:14
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The leaves whisper autumn
On this lonely night in Pest
This kind of love I found
Oh, I hate and I detest
I’m sitting on a quay
And waiting for grace
I’m the Danube now
With flotsam on my surface
Those orange nights in Pest
When I can’t rest
And I let all of my feelings float away
Both the worst and the best
Those orange nights in Pest
With weight on my chest
Solitude, you’re with me in the end
We salute as old friends
We salute as old friends
The rain is stuttering
On the closed windows
My feelings are whirling
Like the leaf that the cold wind blows
And I ask the waves
To wash the pain out of my heart
We both know my darling
That we should not be apart.
Those orange nights in Pest
When I can’t rest
And I let all of my feelings float away
Both the worst and the best
Those orange nights in Pest
With weight on my chest
Solitude, you’re with me in the end
We salute as old friends
We salute as old friends
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Rust
03:22
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You, you were the ground on
Which Jesus spit
And put it gently with his rough hands
On my closed eyelids
You were the saint
Who showed me grace
I could wash my face in you
But also on my faith
You were the rust
You were the rust, you were the rust
On my Scripture you were the dust
You were the loss
You were the loss, you were the loss
That cut my beating heart across
You were the crowned
You were the wit
You were the pillar of fire that made the dark night lit
You were the truth
That must be told
My soul is a white shirt but please unbutton it oh, Lord
I was the rust,
I was the rust, I was the rust
On the nail that hung you on the cross
You were the loss
You were the loss, you were the loss
That cut my beating heart across
You were the loss
You were the loss, you were the loss
That cut my beating heart across
You were the lust
You were the lust, you were the lust
For me when life was just a must
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Elevator
03:41
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You can call it anything, but that was love
When we were happy just because we shared the blanket.
You can call it what you want
You can call it anything, but that was love.
That was pure Love.
Elevator rides were always awkward only
For those around us, who felt desperately lonely.
Now I see the closing doors,
I feel awkward and count the floors.
You can call it anything, but that was love
When we were happy just because we shared our prayers.
You can call it what you want
You can call it anything, but that was love.
That was pure Love.
When we spent the cold winter in love
In your pocket you had your gloves
But our hands always merged in mine
Nothing’s left, but the cruel torment of time.
I showed you what is love,
You threw it away, you threw it away.
I can’t change your stubborn heart,
You push me away, you push me away.
You floated too far away,
You won’t come home, you won’t come home.
I hope that you’re still okay,
But you’re alone, you are alone.
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Serenade
02:53
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If you still love me,
Maybe you will like this serenade.
You know I am the lover
For whom to God you have always prayed.
If you still love me
Why did you let me sing in the dark
I know you could hear me
I’m louder than the neighbour’s dog’s bark
I wish you’d come to me
And I want you to fall on me like rain
You’re a white daffodil
And I know that water runs through your veins.
Why did you beat down the stars
With courtains from your window?
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10. |
Old Enough for Love
03:28
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You pass by me and see
You’re a lot like me
You see me lying in my blood
I’m not old enough for love
I pass by you and see
You’re a lot like me
The day you were born your cord wasn’t cut
You’re not old enough for love
Love’s just stumbling between colours
Love’s just stumbling between colours
You pass by me and see
You’re a lot like me
You see us whirling high above
We’re now old enough for love
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I breathe on your heart of glass
I know how fragile it is
I press my nose softly to the glaze
And write with my fingers in the haze
That you’re safe in my arms
(Riddle the wrath out of your heart)
That my embrace is warm
(Believe me there’s a better part)
Darling, our love is enough to fill in the holes
When you’ll feel cold I’ll blanket you with my soul
I look at your wounded heart
Only time will heal the pain
You’re afraid of a fresh start
Where you’ll be loved, and you’ll love again
But you’re safe in my arms
(Riddle the wrath out of your heart)
And my embrace is warm
(Believe me there’s a better part)
Darling, our love is enough to fill in the holes
When you’ll feel cold I’ll blanket you with my soul
You’re safe in my arms
My embrace is warm
There is no harm
There is no thorn.
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Platon Karataev Budapest, Hungary
Platon Karataev is a Budapest based indie rock band formed in 2016.
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