Tangerine dream
The days we think that we are closein glowing tangerine of endswhen evening comes it’s time to dozethose days we think that we are closeto the point when our travel […]
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Blackbird Singing
In morning hear the blackbird singing and though the skies are dressed grey the sun behind the clouds is bringing this morning with the blackbird singing and can you hear […]
And it cannot by changed
When end of days are darkly bled to restless sleep and hollow laughter of rotting flesh and living dead When end of days are darkly bled the hope is waning […]
November bloodshed
When bloom of bloodshed´s darkly bled; see corpses rise from soil and grave. the zombies dance to songs of dread; when bloom of bloodshed´s darkly bled through rain and wind […]
When days grow longer
When days grow longer moon turns pale And winter fades as sun turns brighter. At dawn the bay is pink with sails. When days grow longer moon turns pale The […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 