Light&Shadowman
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I
comb my hair
light-and-shadowman
is there
not
in person but in sound
he
fills the air
april
snow falls to the ground
it
gives the world this peaceful flair
and
evrybody is is waiting for
the
wakening
for
spring to take over
and
it‘s him who need this change of season urgently
instinctively
he‘s
wrapped up in loads of coats to protect him
and
it‘s him who needs the april sun so urgently
its
intensity
he‘s
chasing shadows, haunted by them
oohooohooh
I
ask the wind to take the coats and feed them to the goats
oohoohooh
I
ask the sun to tan his skin and nourrish him with vitamins
same
place, same day
the
sun wipes all the white away
climbs
over window, fence and walls
it
warms my face
I
hear him play the tambourine
he
dances like he were fourteen
and
evrybody is joining in the wakening
for
joy to take over
and
its me who needs this change of season urgently
instinctively
I
get rid of the loads and the heaps that protected me
and
I celebrate the april sun spontaneously
its
intensity
I‘m
chasing shadows, doors and gates open
oohoohhooh
I
ask the wind to take our coats and feed them to the goats
oohooh
I
call for female forces
oohooohooh
I
ask the sun to tan our skins and
oohoohooh
I
call
Sulis,
Aurora, Bridget , date him!
I
comb my hair
