"There is grandeur in this view of life, with its several powers, having been originally breathed into a few forms or into one. We privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds, how dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred?" Wyrniamy si unikalnymi interpretacjami tekstw, ktre pozwol Ci na dokadne zrozumienie przekazu Twoich ulubionych piosenek. Na znajdziesz najdokadniejsze tekstowo tumaczenia piosenek w polskim Internecie. In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here. Sprawd o czym jest tekst piosenki Ever Dream nagranej przez Nightwish.
We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively exceeds the set of actual people. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton. The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Sahara. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. "We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Not a single one of your fathers died young The wonder of, birth of, every form most beautiful Welcoming the outside world to the stuff of stars Time in the sun, to work at understanding the universeįrom the stellar nursery into a carbon feastįorbears of what will be scions of the Devonian sea Nightwish - Ever Dream (Live at Wembley 2015) Lyrics. Isn't it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief Within decades we must close our eyes again Me too -I think those dreams are part in parcel of planning such an important. Sparkling with color, bountiful with life uts:quote ONE lie by laacheck the archives hereinyou can never ever diss. We have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet Imaginarium, a dream emporium Caress the tales And they will dream you real A storyteller's game Lips that intoxicate The core of all life Is a limitless chest of tales I am the voice of Never-Never-Land The innocence, the dreams of every man I am the empty crib of Peter Pan A silent kite against the blue, blue sky Every chimney, every moonlit. "After sleeping through a hundred million centuries