You are the sunshine melting the snow,
You water the seed,
You give what it needs,
The leaves’ll grow,
So give me the sunshine.

High on a hillside you are the breeze,
I used to be small but then I grew tall,
I turned into a tree,
So give me a hillside.

Oh your love has fed the root,
made my blossoms turn to fruit,
Now the days are cold,
The wind begins to blow.

Yeah your love has fed the root,
from my branches fell the fruit,
Now the days are cold,
The wind begins to blow,
Yeah the sun's getting low.

You are the sun,
You are breeze,
I used to be small,
But now I'm a tree.

DEAD OPERA STAR
I hope you'll forgive, I leave you tonight
I made my time, I'm saying goodbye
The show must go on, I feel so tired
I know it's a shame, but you will survive

I give my last breath, flee from the light
I must confess I had a good time
I'm hoping my songs will never die
Hoping they stay, a breeze in the night
Oh no,
A dead opera star
Oh no,
A dead opera star

ROBIN HOOD
If you know where Robin Hood is dead
you got to put some silver roses on his grave
Tell him everybody knows his name
But a name is not enough to stop the pain
A name is not enough to kill the pain
If you meet some Robin Hood today
you got to keep the fire burning in his hand
Put some little candles on his way
and see a million stars shining bright again
and see a million stars shining bright again
If you become Robin Hood some day
I wish your wings will bring you to the end
Time is long for people in the shade
Because these hundred years were not enough to share
Because these hundred years were not enough to share
Because these hundred years were not enough to share