Texty: Furia Soundtrack
First Glance (Solo flute)
Tango: 'Cuesta Abajo'
The Meeting (Solo guitar)
Father and Son
Gun (Solo violin)
Reggae: 'Bird in Hand'
Dream of Thee
To live here is to live nowhere.
The harsh desert wind deadens the senses.
Driven perhaps by boredom
Or maybe by the desire to live
Before the time-bomb in our midst explodes
I go out to draw
Not to protest against the regime
Or the curfew, the ban on posters, on writing...
No - chalking the walls allows me to breathe.
People who graffiti the walls are taken out
To a place in the desert
But eventually news filters out...
We know what happens to prisoners
If ever we meet one on the street
We pretend not to know him
No-one dares to break the silence
You want to know?
About my eyes
You stare but never ask why they're different
I was waiting for you to tell me
They opened fire during an arrest where I lived
They couldn't find a transplant the same colour
Mine is the dark one...
I remember a tale I heard when I was small
The story was that Fate abandoned Mankind
For the love of a woman,
They went into hiding somewhere, together
And for us nothing was ever the same again
And are you going to disappear again?
I want you to love me, Theo
So what is this "Another World"?
Where is the World?
It's here, the World
Life, a family, a child, work
That's what real freedom is, Ella
Not some dream
My job is to wake you up
It won't hurt.
...pom pom pom... pom pom pom...
I know what they want now
They want us to believe there's no tomorrow
Tomorrow exists and I dream!
What more an I draw?
What message could mean anything now?
I had to find a way to say goodbye
And to tell you to carry on
I will remember so many things
And when I imagine your life
I will imagine you going out at night to draw
I'll find you, my love, whatever happens
Even if they crush us
Even if I have to search
In every house on this planet
I'll find you
The sun too soon lost his light
And on my shoulder I look for thee
But clouds that gathered in the night
Have taken thee from me
And how shall I live through the shadows
And how shall I sleep in the night
Until our hearts set us free
I must not dream of thee
Be strong my love while we're apart
And know the love that I keep for thee
Is safe and secret in my heart
If thou shouldst dream of me
When lovers forget to blow kisses
And children no longer can dream
And lifeless the waters and silent the streams
And the stars lose their silvery gleam
Why then my lost Love we'll see
I shall not dream of thee
When freedom is only a memory
And laughter is way out of style
And Time now can spare on the face of the fair
Mona Lisa no trace of a smile
Why then be sure Love that I'll
No longer dream of thee
Shall I not dream of thee...