He promised her
Fields of wheat
He promised
Love and heat
She received
Waves of
Hate
Belonging
Play as you wish
On my strings
For nobody owns
The keys of my violin
Except me
Three Men and One Word
One man
Plants my sky
With stars of the sweetest words
The second composes these words
And plants them in my emotion
As his best song
The third hunts them
As you may hunt a fly
To solve the puzzle of crosswords
Trapped In My Net
Like a baby lion
You come strutting
Into my net
Asking to be caught
While we are both already caught
In the cage of
Life
Nazareth, 1999
Mirrors of Illusion
Isn't it Time
To set my body free
From the bottle of perfume
To set my pain free
From the coffins of the tribe
To set my neck free
From the scaffold of injustice
And my face
From the mirrors of illusion
To look for my voice
In the chat of seabirds
To the waves
To draw my identity card
In the whisper of the papers
To the waves of ink
Adam and Eve