A keresés eredménye

Fantastic nothing

It is this frost, which
The morning after the feast warms,
Your weird look that does not satisfy me,
And the word you hold back until the end.
 
Fantastic nothing, your breath makes [me] dizzy,
But above you I am kept alive.
Fantastic nothing, your tongue tears me apart
Leaving marks that the weather does not put out,
That the weather does not put out,
That the weather does not put out…
 
Fantastic nothing, your breath makes [me] dizzy,
But above you I am kept alive.
Fantastic nothing, your tongue tears me apart
Leaving marks that the weather does not put out,
That the weather does not put out,
That the weather does not put out…
 

Katyusha of KKE (Greek communist party)

Leftist firemen
workers of the people
lobotomised marionettes
of the existent surrealism
 
From Ari's years of glory
to the millennials of Perissos
with the wooden complaints
of the parliament monkey
 
With the fake subsidies
the parliamentarian's salaries of shame
side by side with golden dawn members
are a decoration of the capitalists
 
From the one-eighty of Varkiza
that 'weaponized' the dogs
the stamp-holding pimps
are deceiving the working class.
 

I want to be the music

I don't want to be another hidden gem
Another who was afraid to rise from the depths
Nor do I care if your prison chokes me
 
I don't want to be another icy river
Another who was afraid to go under
Nor do I care if your kiss leaves a bitter taste
 
I want to be the music that lies sleepless with you
I want to be like an endless rain, to fall in your heart
I want to become wind and to come cry in your yard
Like a dog, like a god, like a lover