Canonis — The Aquarell lyrics

Lyrics

Bee, kissing rose,
Cool honey of love.
Recent tired arguement
Stayed alone
with itself.
Motion, filled by noise
Where is silence?
Ocean of my fillings on the paper.
I must feel the water — be my hand.
Red leaves of autumn nights
Warm rays of moon lights
Recent tired arguement
Stayed alone
with itself.
Blue forest carries cool,
Road is near.
Stop for quench the
thirst I can’t
Something disapear — that is why.