Само дете
седи във черна пещера.
Петно- небе
наместо всеобхватна синева
Светлина никогда не видяло
с очи слепи, за него е зла
В безумието на мрака е смело,
а на слънце преплита крака.
Как живее сред влага и студ?
Не се смее, не иска света.
Залиняло в смръзения смут
то бледнее, проклина деня.
Петно-дете,
проекция на пещерна стена.
Само небе,
безплодна празна синева.
Thursday, 27 September 2007
Monday, 24 September 2007
On A Different Mellody
When all the pretty words mean nothing
When the ones you love are dead
When the path you walk's not golden
When your heart is filled with lead
O-o-oh look at me and don't say nothing
Light my eyes and take my hand
O-o-oh prove to me that life's not boring
Teach me to burn and not to stand
I was lost, I was found
I was sore, I was never sound
In the cold spot of this globe
I found shame, I found grace
I found blame, I didn't find my place
All I needed was home
O-o-oh look at me and don't say nothing
Light my eyes and take my hand
O-o-oh prove to me that life's not boring
Teach me to burn and not to stand
When the ones you love are dead
When the path you walk's not golden
When your heart is filled with lead
O-o-oh look at me and don't say nothing
Light my eyes and take my hand
O-o-oh prove to me that life's not boring
Teach me to burn and not to stand
I was lost, I was found
I was sore, I was never sound
In the cold spot of this globe
I found shame, I found grace
I found blame, I didn't find my place
All I needed was home
O-o-oh look at me and don't say nothing
Light my eyes and take my hand
O-o-oh prove to me that life's not boring
Teach me to burn and not to stand
Thursday, 20 September 2007
Strange wishes
I find it hard to understand
Why should I be born a man?
I'd so much rather be a fish
My only most sincere wish
Cause fish don't hurt with words
They Don't use vulgar verbs
I'd rather have you bite my meat
Then be word-beaten to my feet!
Why should I be born a man?
I'd so much rather be a fish
My only most sincere wish
Cause fish don't hurt with words
They Don't use vulgar verbs
I'd rather have you bite my meat
Then be word-beaten to my feet!
Away from myself
[sing]
I'm wasted
I've got nothing to do
I'm wasted on you
I'm waiting
For you to take me home
For me to be alone
With you (x3)
The car tells me to stop
My madness tells me to go
But I just don't know
I just don't know
Where should I go?
I'm wasted
I've got nothing to do
I'm wasted on you
I'm waiting
For you to take me home
For me to be alone
With you (x3)
The car tells me to stop
My madness tells me to go
But I just don't know
I just don't know
Where should I go?
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