Omnia Nimium Est

Omnia nimium est.
Omnia nimium est.

Cum tuum in oculos intueor,
Semper ibi mihi es.
Atque ut plus penitus eo,
Plus intueri est.

Omnia nimium mihi accipere,
Amore quo circum te fulgendo.
Illud qua facis, ubique est.
Omnia nimium nobis accipere est.

Defluendum rivum temporis,
A vita ad vitam mecum.
Ab ubi es, non dissimilitudo efficet,
Vel ubi esse velis.

Omnia nimium mihi accipere,
Amore quo circum hic fulgendo.
Omnia mundi natlalem libum est,
Itaque cape partem sed non nimium.

Me naviga argenteo in sole,
Nam scio me liberum esse.
Me ostende qui ego sum ubique,
Et me fer theae.

Omnia nimium mihi videre,
Amore quo circum hic fulgendo.
Utque plus scio, minus scio,
Et illud qua facio nimium est.

Omnia nimium mihi accipere,
Amore quo circum te fulgendo.
Illud qua facis, ubique est.
Omnia nimium nobis accipere est.

Nimium est.
Nimium est.

Cum tuo longe flavo capillo
Et tuis caerulis oculis,
Tu nimium es.

Mortuus sumus; Deus nos benediceret.
Nimium, nimium, nimium, …

It's All Too Much

It’s all too much.
It’s all too much.

When I look into your eyes,
You’re always there for me.
And the more I go inside,
The more there is to see.

It’s all too much for me to take,
The love that’s shining all around you.
Everywhere, it’s what you make,
For us to take, it’s all too much.

Floating down the stream of time,
From life to life with me.
Makes no difference where you are,
Or where you’d like to be.

It’s all too much for me to take,
The love that’s shining all around here.
All the world’s a birthday cake,
So take a piece but not too much.

Sail me on a silver sun,
For I know that I’m free.
Show me that I’m everywhere,
And get me home for tea.

It’s all too much for me to see,
The love that’s shining all around here.
The more I learn, the less I know.
And what I do is all too much.

It’s all too much for me to take,
The love that’s shining all around you.
Everywhere, it’s what you make,
For us to take, it’s all too much

It’s too much.
It’s too much.

With your long blond hair
And your eyes of blue,
With your long blond hair
And your eyes of blue,
You’re too much.

We are dead, God bless us.
Too much, too much, …

Published on May 1, 2013

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