To remember and wake up
All our young forever loves
To be honest, as an artist, lover an philosopher:
I think there was never so much true and deep existential love
for a larger number of couples as in the 1960s and 70s.
The superior music of that flower epoch
was a part of that love power and attraction.
We may be proud to have loved genuinely then..
And the power of this deep existential love
will carry our souls forever on and on
... to whatever worlds we may yet enter...
Who has been fortunate to experience - somewhat miraculously -
such love even in the 21st century - well that was, is and forever will be-
the Golden Spring Wing of Eros and of Fate.
Angie, Angie
When will those clouds all disappear?
Angie, Angie
Where will it lead us from here?
With no loving in our souls
And no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie
You can't say we never tried
Angie, you're beautiful, yeah
But ain't it time we said goodbye?
Angie, I still love you
Remember all those nights we cried?
All the dreams we held so close
Seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear
Angie, Angie
Where will it lead us from here?
Oh, Angie, don't you weep
All your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie
Ain't it time we said goodbye? Yeah
With no loving in our souls
And no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, I still love you, baby
Everywhere I look, I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you
Come on, baby, dry your eyes
But Angie, Angie
Ain't it good to be alive?
Angie, Angie
They can't say we never tried