A keresés eredménye

That being

In a huge city
With soot, and rustle, and snowstorms
February will come to an end.
Snowbanks, porous, dirty and vast
Will melt away like sorrow.
 
And you will want some warmth so much,
And perhaps you will realise that the being to give it to you,
That being for you is me, me

Forgiveness

I am asking you to forgive me,
To release me like a bird into the sky.
I am asking you to forgive me,
Today, once and for all.
“I love you” - you said to me,
And the flowers in the garden heard that,
I will forgive you, but what if the flowers
Won’t be ever able to do so.
 
And the memories, they are sacred,
Like a gleam of the exalted flame,
Forgiveness, forgiveness -
Don’t ask for forgiveness of me now...
 
I can forgive you,
And let you fly like a song in the sky.
I can forgive you,
Today, once and for all.
Yesterday, you answered: “Yes”,
And water in the river heard that.
I will forgive you, but what if the river
Won’t be ever able to do so.
 
And the memories, they are sacred,
Like a gleam of the exalted flame,
Forgiveness, forgiveness -
Don’t ask for forgiveness of me now...
 
And the memories, they are sacred,
Like a gleam of the exalted flame,
Forgiveness, forgiveness -
Don’t ask for forgiveness of me now...