A keresés eredménye oldal 7

The Secret

Tell me how the ocean
nurtures the shore with hope
with the waves it sends kisses
then leaves again
 
Tell me how the platano tree feels
in caresses of ivy
does he enjoy the embrace
or secretly cry at night
 
Tell me what the pomegranate wanted
sprouting in thorns
How can a stream know joy
If it doesn't draw blood
 
And tell me how I
standing on the same boulder for ages
haven't been taken by the storm
to its unknown cyclones
 
Can it be Stiga's* water
where I dipped up to my heel
but now tell me the secret,
who could have told you
 
*Styga was a primitive goddess, detestable and horrible, personified by the homonymous river of Hades.
 

White dream

A white dream entered inside me
My eyes starts to see darkness
My all senses slowly walks and comes to me
and says something
 
Oh girl..
 
Before my eyes is an angel
Big pain in all over my body
After talking everything, still it searches
for words to talk
 
So with nothing to talk, nothing to ask
it still continues
 
Oh girl..
 
Before my eyes is an angel
Big pain in all over my body
 
A white dream entered inside me
My eyes starts to see darkness
My all senses slowly walks and comes to me
and says something
 
In the mesmerizing looks, even when the way is lost
still the journey continues
 
In your magical smile, my mind mesmerized and
heaven is seen
 
A new rain drenched me
What's the trick of getting sweat only in chest?
 
Daily this rain, as it drench me
What's the fairness fully inside my heart?
 
In between two hands, it feels good
The words that you swallow becomes heavier
in my ear edges
 
Before my eyes is an angel
Big pain in all over my body
 
Because of your breath's touch on my skin,
the skin hair gets goosebumps
 
In your body warmth, my lips let loose
some kisses
 
Oh girl..
 
A white dream entered inside me
My eyes starts to see darkness
My all senses slowly walks and comes to me
and says something
 
Oh girl oh girl oh girl oh girl
 

Fata Morgana

I will receive holy communion made of sea water
drop by drop collected off of your body
into an ancient, Algerian, copper grail
which was used by pirates for the communion before the battle
 
- Where have you come from?
- From Babylon
- Where are you heading to?
- To the cyclone's eye.
- Whom do you love?
- A gypsy woman.
- What's her name?
- Fata Morgana
 
Leather cloth, covered in wax
a smell of cedar wood, of incense and lacker
like the smell of an old ship's hold
built in the older years of the Euphrates in Phenice.
 
- Where have you come from?
- From Babylon
- Where are you heading to?
- To the cyclone's eye.
- Whom do you love?
- A gypsy woman.
- What's her name?
- Fata Morgana
 
Fire colored rust in the galleries of Sinai
The cellars of Gerakini and of Stratoni
The glaze. The sacred rust which gives birth to us,
feeds us, gets fed from us and kills us.
 
- Where have you come from?
- From Babylon
- Where are you heading to?
- To the cyclone's eye.
- Whom do you love?
- A gypsy woman.
- What's her name?
- Fata Morgana
 

Alexandra

The leaves are red
leaves of fall
the salamander is
glittering and sly
 
She's too much for Kissabos
she's too much for this place
and if you speak to her
of prudence,
It goes in vain
 
Alexandra, salamander
what a shame this is!
Why did you go with another man, bad girl?
 
The salamder, when she sees
the sky raining
she remembers her love
that she no longer possesses
 
She pushes the brown dirt
and comes out of her nest
and there where the boar would wash himself
she scatters her tears
 
You wear yellow and black
looking beautiful
Alexandra, Alexandra,
how you've forgotten me!
 

Pour wine

Oh life is butter
in the sun
everything on earth says it clearly
whoever's in pain
and doesn't show it
makes the pain king
 
Pour wine
in your friend's glass
and let loneliness
harakiri*
 
Time will throw us
to nowhere
and that's why we fairies
will live enthusiastically
like the trucks
that went off road
 
Pour wine
in your friend's glass
and let loneliness
harakiri*
 
*The name Harakiri, or Sepuku, is called the Japanese ritual mode of suicide, which was established by the Samurai as the only permissible way in case of defeat or disgrace.
 

They say

They say when
one is born
he cries because he's in pain
he cries because in life
he suffers
whoever returns
 
But I'm and born
and I die simultaneously
because you are
the one with my fate
 
They say that if someone
dies
he secretly smiles
he must be seeing something
something's happening
and he's greeting somebody
 
But I'm and born
and I die simultaneously
because you are
the one with my fate
 

Nuns' chorus

Nuns:
Oh, Madonna, look down to us
Protect, heavenly one, our paths
Praying we bend our knee
Give us grace, Holy Mary
 
Laura:
Oh Mary
How can I escape
The cloister and the veil?
Be merciful
Send by
To me yet today my liberator
To the main altar
I will bring roses
To thank you, to thank you
Perform a miracle, do
 
Nuns:
Oh Mary
Bless her
Today she takes the nun's veil
Be gracious
Come and bless
Your handmaiden at this solemn celebration
 
Laura:
To the main altar
I will bring roses
To thank you, to thank you
Do it Mary, do it
 

Sad Songbirds

I'm sorry I kept quiet until now
The truth is that he was there
I tried but couldn't tell you
It doesn't seem like we'll meet again
 
By the blue beach in the cool dawn
You seem just like a child
I was gazing vacantly far away
We're a pair of sad songbirds aren't we
 
I'm sorry I kept quiet until now
The truth is that he was there
But at that same time
I had fallen for you as well...
 
Although I love you now
I cannot separate from him
Even so I won't forget you
*
We are a pair of lost songbirds
 
Escaping from the advancing waves
And though I embrace your arm
Why is it you avoid my gaze?
Lets joke around like we always do...
 
I want things to always be like this
I can't go home but I can change
Even if I love somebody from now on
Our hearts will hurt won't they
 
I'm sorry I kept quiet until now
The truth is that he was there
But at that same time
I had fallen for you as well...
 
With your kind words and sighs don't condemn me...
With your kind words and sighs don't throw me away...
 

Flap your wings, and soar

Mountain is glowing white,
there's nothing around
Of this gloomy white world,
I am the only queen
Howling wind outside, swirling storm inside
I can't do it, I did try many times
 
Keep your secret from everyone
If you want to be a smart girl
Conceal everything, it's a secret
Don't say a thing
 
Flap your wings, and soar,
towards a new life!
Flap your wings, and soar,
your destiny is in your hands!
Even if people say you changed
Even if storm rages on,
the piercing-cold wind didn't bother me anyway
 
I'm in a far away land,
there's no soul to bother me
There's no fear left,
eternally forgotten
 
Here is this land,
that obediently bowed its head to me
I now rule this boundless land
 
Flap your wings, and soar,
be one with the wind and sky
Flap your wings, and soar,
let it go with your tears
This is my place now,
even if the storm rages on
 
I have a power and will spread across the whole world
My spirit is made of numerous different snow flowers
Developed from white snow as in my dream
There's no way back,
forget everything
 
Flap your wings, and soar,
towards a new life
Flap your wings, and soar,
Towards the beautiful world
 
my place is covered in rays of sun
Even if storm rages on,
the piercing-cold wind didn't bother me anyway
 

And you forget

It takes heart to roam the weekends alone
a heavy body to step and make the pain* uncomfortable
life has a masochistic heart to bribe you
in a ridiculous balance it charges* its company
 
I left you behind in some seat
having conversation and laughing
roads without return, two-way arrows
debilitate me and you forget
 
Night's game of tag, like a horror story
with the barking dog and shadow of the police man
in my stream you incidentally become a passer-by
It takes heart to throw yourself in the hands of fraud
 
I left you behind in some seat
having conversation and laughing
roads without return, two-way arrows
debilitate me and you forget
 
*the embodiment of the pain this person feels
**as in to charge a fee
 

One more kiss

When I'm in pain
I ask where you might be
now that I've chosen the uphill path
the difficult path without end
the difficult pain without a tear
 
Your step resembles dance
and it entices me
and I don't fear time
don't ask how much I'll take I'll give
I just want one kiss
Your step resembles dance
and it entices me
and I don't fear time
 
When I'm in pain I ask what's happening to us
which unknown voice is misdirecting us
which distance does it always claim to unite
I ask and the silence destroys me
 

Alcoholic lyrics

Some alcoholic lyrics
took the narrow streets* by storm
and are roaming about
In God's winter
 
One takes out his change
and buys his dose
and the other goes into the bar
and becomes drunk off gusto
 
My sleep forgot to overcome itself
It sells itself with the body's rent
It's consoled in the mechanics of coffee
and in its return, it's answered by dawn
 
I'm spending my time off
searching for wool clothing
which will be here near the cold
enraged like a beast
 
And I'm scribbling during the nights
some alcoholic lyrics
which I abandon alone
In God's winter
 
My sleep forgot to overcome itself
It sells itself with the body's rent
It's consoled in the mechanics of coffee
and in its return, it's answered by dawn
 
*sokakia= ungrided, very narrow streets like the ones found in old towns
 

Cicada

Clap in unison,
in unison, in unison.
Stamp your feet smoothly
Hands outstretched
then back.
 
I listen
to the cry
of this flying creature
of the cicada
in the middle
of the night.
 
Tara ra ta ki ta ki ta
.... cicada noises
 
Quivering rear end, whirring, whirring
Quivering rear end, whirring, whirring
 
Knees bent
hips swaying
Ei! Ei! Ha !
 
Yeşua AROYO

Granny's hens

Granny took the hens into the field,
the little chicks were hopping around.
Granny took the hens into the field,
the little chicks were hopping around.
But in the forest was lurking a beast,
it's a wily, silent and long tailed fox.
But in the forest was lurking a beast,
it's a wily, silent and long tailed fox.
 
The fox was licking its chops,
it thought there's a meal.
The fox was licking its chops,
it thought there's a meal.
But Granny did let go of her brave dog
Lassie and the fox had to make tracks.
But Granny did let go of her brave dog
Lassie and the fox had to make tracks.