glasba, besedilo in video: s. Klara Jarc
THE CANVAS OF GOD
I’m sitting in a long wide darkness,
It seems like nothing I can do to make it bright
Every arrow in the world is pointing at me:
»Why you still believe in the everlasting light?«
I know that it is more to life that I feel,
I believe the brighter days will come again,
Although everything is dust, I used to hold dear,
And the colors that I see are no longer clear.
/: Oh, my Lord, my God, the Painter of life, the Painter of life …
You know every bit of the picture,
You know why it’s there, what it’s for.
And why should I worry about it,
When I’m just one spot, nothing more …
Even though I can’t see the whole canvas
– from my corner it seems rather dark –
When I look in the eyes of the Painter,
I see His Love knowing every mark. :/
When I look in the eyes of the Painter …
So, I will stay, I will survive,
I will believe when others leave,
I will obey until I die.
And when my heart breaks down in a mess
I will confess to the One who holds the brush.
So, I will stay, I will survive,
I will believe when others leave,
I will obey until I die.
And when my heart breaks down in a mess
I will confess to the One, to my God –
He holds the brush.
He holds the brush.