what s on libretto

WHAT'S ON

part1


I walk in the street
I see the blind houses' faces
I think of the enter
Think of the way out
All round's going on OK
But I wonder - what's on my face
What's on
What's on
What's on

People & toys
Are pushed together in the streets
The brunches of the trees
Are fucken broken with your sheet hands
Country is sinking in a smell
Of something looking-like hell
So hell on you
Hell on you
Hell on you

Hell on you
Hell on your cars
Hell  on your hands & faces
Hell on you
Hell on your swollen cases

Hell in your money
Hell in your laws
Hell in your pretty smiles
Well I don't care
What's going on
I cannot find out
Where's the door outside
I wanna go out
I wanna go outside
 

part2

 
The crowd gone apart
& the sudden silence fall down
Taking away
The traffic noise in despair
& somebody's touching my hand,
& his eyes are dull not yet
& he says:
        - Hello, you!
        - Hello, you... Hello, you.

So, where are you going to
What's your name
Wouldn't you stop for awhile
Are we familiar
For God Sake
Communicate your file
...I'm alone here
Nobody's on
Nothing is in my hands
Long distance
To our Home
Long time
To get away from this shade
But - come on,
Come on,
Come on, you...
 
part3
Hm

 
The sky  gone apart
&
The aufull universe
Blew out
Moving away
With all its secrets & worlds
& somebody's face was alive
When I opened my eyes
To say - Hello? Hello, You...

Why did you leave us?
In our hearts
We missed You.
We felt so alone.
Where we familliar?
On what star
Could we brighten our zongz?

You see our  hands
& you see our  hearts
Thre's nothing to cover nor hide...
Allmighty,
Give us guitars...
Sory, I remember, we had some...
Are it on that side?
Is something's going on?
What's going on?

In my shade I mind out
Everything
What was wrong What was right What was out
What was in
Give me chance
To continue the song
To update Love from ache
Wich is right Wich is wrong
Give me  chance To return to our Home
Give me mind To remember the song
The light is in your eyes
The light is all you are, God
& I only wait For you do care what we are
So If You created us all
If you did breeth You in our  souls
So Come on, You!

In our own zen
We were moveing so far
But Please, sorry,
Couldn,t you return us guitars

On what's going on...
 

the autumn 98.-the spring 99.