Nightwish- Ocean Soul

One more night

To bear this nightmare
What more do I have to say


Crying for me was never worth a tear
My lonely soul is only filled with fear
Long hours of loneliness
Between me and the sea


Losing emotion
Finding devotion
Should I dress in white and search the sea
As I always wished to be - one with the waves
Ocean Soul


Walking the tideline
I hear your name
Is angels whispering
Something so beautiful it hurts

Long hours of loneliness
Between me and the sea
I only wished to become something beautiful
Through my music, through my silent devotion


Losing emotion
Finding devotion
Should I dress in white and search the sea
As I always wished to be - one with the waves
Ocean Soul

Loreena McKennitt- The Old Ways

A video from the Alhambra series of concerts. Ethereal, soft, beautiful Loreena's voice, an enchanting melody, magical atmosphere... Nostalgy.




The sea is calling me home, home to you.

The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.

On a dark new year's night
on the west coast of Clare
I heard your voice singing.
Your eyes danced the song,
your hands played the tune.
T'was a vision before me.


We left the music behind and the dance carried on
as we stole away to the seashore
and smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair
and with sadness you paused.


Suddenly, I knew that you'd have to go.
Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so.
Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time
and I wondered why.


As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea,
a vision came o'er me,
of thundering hooves and beating wings
in the clouds above.


As you turned to go, I heard you call my name.
You were like a bird in a cage, spreading its
wings to fly.
'The old ways are lost', you sang as you flew
and I wondered why.


The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you.
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.


The pounding waves are calling me home, home to you.
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.


The pounding waves are calling me home, home to you.
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.

Clannad- I will find You ("The Last of the Mohicans")

So full of poetry, so full of meaning, so many worlds within...and so little lyrics.
So wide and yet so minimalistic.
So rich and yet so pure.

And the film- with the passion hero Daniel Day Lewis- speechless.

Michal Lorenc- Taniec Eleny (Elena's dance)

This is one of the music pieces that makes me want to dance on a summer meadow, barefood, in a long, wide, gypsy dress, with my hair wildly flowing around, all is moving around, faster and faster... Wonderful !

Nightwish- While your lips are still red

One of my favourites that I'm listening to nowadays- on and on.
I love Marco Hietala's voice- his ability to sing ballads but also harsh, dark notes.
I fell in love with this song.



Sweet little words made for silence not talk

Young heart for love not heartache
Dark hair for catching the wind
Not to veil the sight of a cold world


Kiss while your lips are still red
While he's still silent
Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn

First day of love never comes back
A passionate hour's never a wasted one
The violin, the poet's hand
Every thawing heart plays your theme with care


Kiss while your lips are still red
While he's still silent
Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn


Kiss while your lips are still red
While he's still silent
Rest while bosom is still untouched, unveiled
Hold another hand while the hand's still without a tool
Drown into eyes while they're still blind


Love while the night still hides the withering dawn
Love while the night still hides the withering dawn