A keresés eredménye

Skin

There is no spell
That could help me
You live under my skin
 
A thousand caresses, beautiful moments
All that you hid
Under my skin
 
You will sing
And everything will light up
With a blind lights illuminating a road to you
 
And all my body
Will become a map
And we will finally return home
 
But there is no spell
That could help me
You are under my skin for ever
 

In Russia

In Russia stay people forever apart
In Russia are the cities
so far away
that I flinch by whispering 'goodbye'
With my hand touch I casually
her hand.
 
Every road is lifelong
Tell me what is a russian god?
'Sure, I will
come'. I will never come.
In Russia stay people forever apart.
'My soul,
 
I will come'. I'll be back in a hundreds years.
What a smallness, mercy, what a sorrow
for good say we
goodbye. 'Let me wipe a tear'.
Yes, I won't come. Apparently I'll die
lot sooner than.
 
In Russia stay people forever apart
Drop a one more piece of ice
in a cold poem.
...And trains are going downhill,
...And planes are reaching the stars
Before burning down in them.
 

In your bedroom

In your bedroom there always were a little bit more sun than in Africa
More tenderness than in that chocolate bar with a purple cow
I close my eyes and stand at your door
'Well, hello... well, hello...'
 
Your hands are covered with caress like a baker
Puts the icing on his gingerbreads with love
You are the children's stories
You are the holiday expectation in plastic crowns
This is all I remember. This is all I will keep in my memory about you
I'm sorry that there'll be nothing left of me for you
But dislocations of psyche, drunken sixteen scars in that stupid game
When you sing and pierce a table in the distances
Between fingers. I catch your loving eye on me
And immediately miss. Don't look at me. Tell me why do you look so?
Why do you hurt me so?
We're going to emergency room to get the knife
That got stucked in my larynx out.
And I'm falling into the abyss. I won't be forgiven by you
I used to live like an asshole, I used to live like a jackass to the beats of these keys
Under the influence of the dose, lying under strangers
And, you know
I used to like it
Only the good things will be left of you
Clear like parishes
White like your sheets
Like a milk
Like your skin and a scent of lemon muffins
Like that picture where you're laughing
Nestled your face in my shoulder
And this is the laugh of a doomed person
Which is about to fall apart
Because you give all the best
Because you leave me all the best
And ask nothing in return
 

I wiil be here

you are laughing so loudly at the fact that you've stayed alone
the rain was beating in cheeks, the wind was blowing showcase glass
and i heard crystal beating inside of you
 
please, stop
please, stop
 
and everything of this world is so strange
every day you are getting colder
looking into himself,
you are hiding from people
your heart is an anchor on the heart
 
but just don't dare cry
only don't dare cry
your heart is an anchor on the heart
though i will be here