A keresés eredménye

Unloved female

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Gilded light of your tear was flickering at midnight
Hugging tenderly me you told to me: 'Don't go outside!'
Knowing that I have no blame I whispered you:'Oh, sorry, babe...'
All will pass, do not sad, do not sad
 
At the window this unloved waits for me
In the darkened evenings as always
Waits for me, waits for me
 
I forever forgot about you but once in a while
Leaves of messages fly to my mail box from distance far
I won't read your lovely words I won't see your pretty smile
Lots of clouds of bitter tears between lines
 
At the window this unloved waits for me
In the darkened evenings as always
Waits for me, waits for me
 
I won't read your lovely words I won't see your pretty smile
Lots of clouds of bitter tears between lines
 
At the window this unloved waits for me
In the darkened evenings as always
Somewhere
At the window this unloved waits for me
In the darkened evenings as always
Waits for me, Waits for me
 

Your footsteps

I will come at an end of sunset sky,
Being crucified with the waiting.
I will forever forget the lost day.
I will teach myself not to hear,
I will teach myself not to see,
As if I no more exist in this world.
 
-RF-
I meet each day's beginning
At the altar of sorrow,
Kissing flowers you used to love.
At nights and days, overlooking hours and hours,
Again and again I am waiting for your footsteps,
Your footsteps.
 
Can't sing, can' sleep,
Still remembering what I've started to forget,
Wandering at nights as if being underwater.
I don't build castles in the air.
Perhaps, a castle is not worth it?
I learned to not be myself.
 
-RF-
I meet each day's beginning
At the altar of sorrow
Kissing flowers you used to love.
At nights and days, overlooking hours and hours,
Again and again I am waiting for your footsteps,
Your footsteps.
 
I meet each day's beginning
At the altar of sorrow
Kissing flowers you used to love.
At nights and days, ... hours and hours
Again and again I am waiting for your footsteps,
Your footsteps.
 

The Rain

All day long the rain has been falling,
Drumming windows' glasses,
Dripping from roofs,
Flowing over the ground.
 
Exhausted sky
Spills the heavenly sadness
As the rain
On weak shoulders.
 
The rain is drumming windows' glasses,
Dripping from roofs,
And each drop
Is a tear for someone.
 
All day long the rain has been falling,
And through the sulky sky
Someone pensive
Looks at me...
Looks at me...
 
# In the grey drops of the rain
All that is a waste will be shed away
(By?) the tidy washed day
Beside transparent glass.
Closing the eyes,
the soul was awakening.
Faces and frames flashed
On a black-and-white screen... #
 
In the gaps of clouds,
A weakening ray
Of outgoing day
glimpses and fades.
 
But I know
That in unendingly bad weather,
In the grey rain
Someone remembers me.
 
The rain is falling,
Dripping from roofs,
And each drop
Is a tear for someone.
 
All day long the rain has been falling,
And through the sulky sky
Someone pensive
Looks at me...
Looks at me...
 
# In the grey drops of the rain
All that is a waste will be shed away
(By?) the tidy washed day
Beside transparent glass.
Closing the eyes,
the soul was awakening.
Faces and frames flashed
On a black-and-white screen... #