*happy dance*
Jul. 5th, 2007 03:32 pmJust got the mail, the DVD it's on its way *happy ewok dance*
Something else: I'm in love with a certain song (can't wait for the CD release) and I want to share it with you
It's written by Tuomas Holopainen (Nightwish) and the beautiful voice and the great long hair (^.^v) belongs to Marco Hietala (Tarot, Nightwish). Tuomas was asked to write a song for a new finnish movie called Lieksa! (kind of road movie) and that's the result: While Your Lips Are Still Red
Maybe I'm going to write a songbased fanfiction when I will be ready with 'Galaktische Planeten'
Sweet little words made for silence
Not so young, heartfelt love not heartache
Dark hair fall, catch in the wind
Light the way, the sight of a cold world
Kiss,
While your lips are still red
While he’s still in silent rest
While bosom is still untouched
Unveiled on another hair
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
Compassion, its power’s never a wasted wrong
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 in silent rest
While bosom is still untouched
Unveiled on another hair
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 (2x)
Something else: I'm in love with a certain song (can't wait for the CD release) and I want to share it with you
It's written by Tuomas Holopainen (Nightwish) and the beautiful voice and the great long hair (^.^v) belongs to Marco Hietala (Tarot, Nightwish). Tuomas was asked to write a song for a new finnish movie called Lieksa! (kind of road movie) and that's the result: While Your Lips Are Still Red
Maybe I'm going to write a songbased fanfiction when I will be ready with 'Galaktische Planeten'
Sweet little words made for silence
Not so young, heartfelt love not heartache
Dark hair fall, catch in the wind
Light the way, the sight of a cold world
Kiss,
While your lips are still red
While he’s still in silent rest
While bosom is still untouched
Unveiled on another hair
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
Compassion, its power’s never a wasted wrong
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 in silent rest
While bosom is still untouched
Unveiled on another hair
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 (2x)