When silence spoke, it called thy tender name,
And in that hush, my heart began to bloom;
Thy shadow danced upon the candle’s flame,
And turned the lonesome night to sweet perfume.
The moon grew pale beneath thy subtle gaze,
As though it feared thy beauty’s quiet might;
I lost my self within that mystic maze,
Where soul meets soul beyond both dark and light.
......
The moon whispered to the sea,
'Tell me your deepest secrets.'
And the sea, with its waves dancing,
Revealed tales of lost ships,
Of sailors' dreams and mermaids' songs.
The moon listened, its silver glow
Caressing the water's surface.
It heard stories of love and longing,
Of storms that raged and calms that soothed,
......
The moon sneaks through the branches
Like hopes through my thoughts
He sneaks up and is still.
The night is listless and quiet
What does the moon foretell in silence?
Mjesec se kroz grane šunja
Kao kroz misli moje nadanja
Prikrao se i ćuti.
Noć je bezvoljna i šuti
Što to mjesec u tišini sluti
Čujem srce
Izađi i odagnaj moje slutnje
We were the Children of the Seventies...
We were young, restless and bold...
We lived life as if we would live forever...
Never going to grow tired or old...
No matter what life threw our way...
We would always make the scene...
We would live our life on our own terms...
Live as if we were Forever 18...
......
When silence spoke, it called thy tender name,
And in that hush, my heart began to bloom;
Thy shadow danced upon the candle’s flame,
And turned the lonesome night to sweet perfume.
The moon grew pale beneath thy subtle gaze,
As though it feared thy beauty’s quiet might;
I lost my self within that mystic maze,
Where soul meets soul beyond both dark and light.
......
The moon whispered to the sea,
'Tell me your deepest secrets.'
And the sea, with its waves dancing,
Revealed tales of lost ships,
Of sailors' dreams and mermaids' songs.
The moon listened, its silver glow
Caressing the water's surface.
It heard stories of love and longing,
Of storms that raged and calms that soothed,
......
When as a child I would lay in the grass,
I would watch the Moon slowly pass.
Watching the Stars. Oh! they would shine,
Forever reaching up, hoping to make one mine.
By Jim Noond.
The moon sneaks through the branches
Like hopes through my thoughts
He sneaks up and is still.
The night is listless and quiet
What does the moon foretell in silence?
Mjesec se kroz grane šunja
Kao kroz misli moje nadanja
Prikrao se i ćuti.
Noć je bezvoljna i šuti
Što to mjesec u tišini sluti
Čujem srce
Izađi i odagnaj moje slutnje