A keresés eredménye

Hey, coachman, turn the heck around

Hey, coachman, turn the carriage the heck around,
Will will take another route home.
Hey, coachman, turn the carriage the heck around,
This isn’t our forest, it’s some strange forest, for sure.
Lots of boulders are all around, no way we can pass through!
Fur trees are felled down all over the place, just be careful!
Let’s turn the heck around!
 
Hey, coachman,
Turn the heck around,
See, it’s not our signal lights that flicker over there.
Hey, brother!
Turn the heck around!
Hold on to your hat and keep the reins steady.
See, there are fir trees laying all over around here,
And lots of boulders too, just try to keep it steady!
Turn the heck around!
 
That’s it, brother,
We are in the clear now, a straight path is ahead!
It’s an open passage, and moon is bright in the sky.
Hold your horse a bit,
It’s exhausted a little, don’t you see.
Ahh, give me a cig, I’ll take a drag!
Where was some funky spot, I swear to G.d,
But we got the heck through!!!
 

A white cone hat

I will gift you a white cone hat,
Pin a gold star to it,
Find yourself some dark night and set a lighthouse in it,
But don’t you forget about a white cone hat and a star.
 
I will gift you a white cone hat,
Pin a silver cross to it.
Find yourself a hill,
So you could see what lies below and what happens around.
 
I will gift you a white cone hat,
Pin a bronze sickle to it.
Sail down a river and look at that sickle in the reflection of the water, and in the reflection of the skies.
 
I will gift you a white cone hat,
Pin an aspen stake to it,
Find a terrible treasure, clad it in a strong chest
so you could find someone you have to find, and to trap him with a cone hat.
 

Falling in love with me!

I am going to work,towards the mens at the parking,
with some 'blue sign' under my eyes.
wind and chimes is tattoo - mine.
In life didn't see nothing but me- Falling in love with me.
 
I used to smok selected and sorted Tabaks
And my jacket was flying up by the wind,
And the sea trails sweeping me-
and I grief didn't see- falling in love with me!
And in the sea trails , I disappear .
and I grief didn't see- fallin in love with me!
 
Under my mustache I looked happy and joyful
And my footsteps printed on the courtyards dast.
I am full filled with passion- I was hot like a fire.
I didn't see my happiness - falling in love with me
I am full filled with passion ,desier and fire,
I didn't see happinesse my -falling in love with me!
 

White roads

Nothing ever comes so easily,
Even a tiniest step, even the very trifle.
And nothing will happen for not, nor for spite
This phrase is useless, you lucked out.
 
White roads, but white roads
My feet roamed all white roads.
White roads, but white roads
My feet roamed all white roads.
 
Stale lump in the throat and heart beats so painfully.
By my own self I am disgustingly wounded.
Only snow outside is shimmering so wonderful, lovely.
I am traded for drinks, by footsteps it's treaded.
 
White roads, but white roads
My feet trod all over white roads.
White roads, but white roads
My feet trod all over white roads.
 
I'm soaked in wine, I'm by passions burnt.
I don't forgive myself, but I'm not crushed under my weight.
Only snow is outside of the window, snow's already there.
Something makes me childishly perfectly downcast.
 
White roads, but white roads
My feet roamed all over white roads.
White roads, but white roads
My feet trod all over white roads
My feet trod all over white roads.
My feet trod all over white roads.
 
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Let Me Drink The Clear Water

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Let me drink the clear water of your love
Clear as an infant’s soul
Fly to me as an arrow - adorable arrow
Into the heart, into the heart
 
I am reading your code hidden in words
On the pale screen of the phone and
I close my eyes and feel the wind
Forgotten by you on the sand
 
Do you see the dancing flames of Indian bonfires
On the faces of the chiefs of the dead tribes?
Where the circle had closed and where the hair had been stricken by the feather
I am lost in a dance to honor the Fire
 
Look at me and with divine white wing
Of the Sirin bird touch the creek
And the dawn will kiss the horizon
The horizon will wake up the flute and call me
 
I hear your sound
Feel the scent of you
I knit the net from the skittish notes
To catch your laughter
 
Let me drink the clear water of your love
Clear as an infant’s soul
Fly to me as an arrow - adorable arrow
Into the heart, into the heart