A keresés eredménye

Feeling Fine

The truth can have a bitter sound
When you know that only yin and yang
Have power to grow and produce fruit
And you are no phantom
You are the crickets' son
And the smell of poppy and saffron
Sweeps its veil over me
And I become whole again
 
The vein that carries me over the houses' roofs
The feeling that is the one is essential
The courage to say feeling fine
And I feel good
 
Loneliness (?)
And you fear to show yourself so weak
But you said it was okay
for you
 
Do you know who I am?
(?)
Naked is the voice and awake I am when you smile
No more bells
A kiss over the houses
 
Streaks and radiance out of my cranium
I'm feeling fine and roar sanctum
Crashes through ebb and flow
You give me courage
 
A flute of stone (gives meat?)
Just like Jean-Paul I want to become transparent
Stick a needle in the bubble, everything is true
The gaze that is the one is made of light
That takes me through you
That takes me through you