A keresés eredménye

A Small Part

In this play
I've got a very small role.
It has only four words:
'We will break through, my king!'
 
Ten lunges with a rapier
And, when the way is clear,
Dying enemy thrusts
The blade into my chest.
I'm lying on the forestage
The fly is crawling on the forehead
Of fading battle
I hear thunder and fire.
 
In this play
I've got a very small role.
It has only four words:
'We will break through, my king!'
 
But soon the priest will arrive
Will mumble over me.
And the king, with downcast eyes,
Will say: 'He died like a hero'.
While hiding my pain behind a yellow mask
I'll ask him during intermission,
'How will you deal with your enemies?
After all, I am dead, my king'.
 
And the king will answer sadly:
'Don't worry, my boy.
In this play, I am also
an anti-hero'.
And in the next act
He'll be shot at the wall
Maybe for the good
Of our damn country.
 
In this play
I've got a very small role.
It has only four words:
'We will break through, my king!'
 

My Paradise

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I guess it's my paradise
To find his hidden reflections
In items covered by blackness,
And hear birds in his voice.
 
I guess it's my paradise
Lights from a window tell me:
One touch away is the heaven
That's painted into his eyes.
 
And i don't mind he doesn't know
Who i am, what i do,
That i walk barefoot on ice,
Blizzard and storm through and through,
 
And that vanilla snowflakes
Keep falling within my dreams...
He'll stay forever in my thoughts
And on my mind, and it means
 
There is no shame in screaming out loud
That i am in love
Few words he said in just three minutes
Burned right into my blood
And though i tell myself
That everything is fine, so it be
I know for sure, i still need him...
Here with me.
 
I guess it's my paradise
To go flower hunting
Pretend to save them from bad wind
And lie that they were a gift.
 
And just 'cause you're in it
I meet each frozen dawn rising
Over your planet's horizon
Where bridges keep people split.
 

Come fill

Come fill, fill, my good fellow!
Fill high, high, my good Fellow,
And let's be merry and mellow,
And let us have one bottle more.
 
When warm the heart is flowing,
And bright the fancy glowing,
Oh, shame on the dolt would be going,
Nor tarry for one bottle more!
 
Refrain: Come fill ...
 
My Heart, let me but lighten,
And Life, let me but brighten,
And Care, let me but frighten.
He'll fly us with one bottle more!
 
By day, tho' he confound me,
When friends at night have found me,
There is Paradise around me
But let me have one bottle more!
 
Refrain: Come fill ...
 
So now, here's to the Lasses!
See, see, while the toast passes,
How it lights up beaming glasses!
Encore to the Lasses, encore.
 
We'll toast the welcome greeting
Of hearts in union beating.
And oh! For our next merry meeting,
Huzza! Then for one bottle more!
 
Refrain: Come fill ...1
 

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You're Just a Whore

I get up in the morning, having a cup of coffee
Smoking my cigarette with Him
Smoking, thinking what I should do today
Smoking, asking just why...
Did you leave me?
 
You've left me all alone in that cold, dark room
And I ask, is there something wrong with me?
Asking you, and you don't reply
 
Only two days later, I saw you on the street
I saw you with another man
And everything clicked, I realized
That because of him...
You've left me
 
You've left me all alone in that cold, dark room
And I ask, is there something wrong with me?
Asking you, and you don't reply
You're just a whore
 
Now that you've realized your mistake
You want to go home
But I won't accept you
And you know why
Because it's him...
You've left me for
 
You've left me all alone in that cold, dark room
And I ask, is there something wrong with me?
Asking, and you...
You've left me
 
You've left me all alone in that cold, dark room
And I ask, is there something wrong with me?
Asking you, and you don't reply
You're just a whore
 

A Bloody Fairytale

It happened in a country of peasants
in the mountainous Balkans
a troop of schoolchildren
died a martyr's death
in one day.
 
In the same year
they all were born,
their school days went on the same way
to the same celebrations
they were taken together
vaccinated against the same ilnesses
and all died on the same day.
 
It happened in a country of peasants
in the mountainous Balkans
a troop of schoolchildren
died a martyr's death
in one day.
 
And fifty five minutes
before the moment of death
the little troop
was sitting in the school benches.
 
And the same difficult exercises
they were solving: how much can
a traveler going on foot...
and so on.
 
Their minds were full
of the same numbers,
and exercise books in school bags
contained a meaningless abundance
of A's and D's.
 
A handfull of the same dreams
and the same secrets
both of patriotism and of love
they were clenching at the bottoms of their pockets.
 
And it seemed to everyone
that they will for a long time
that they will for a very long time
be running beneath the blue firmament
until they finish
all the exercises in the world.
 
It happened in a country of peasants
in the mountainous Balkans
a troop of schoolchildren
died a heroic death
in one day.
 
Whole rows of boys
took each other's hands
and from their last class at school
went peacefully to the firing squad
as if death was nothing.
 
Whole rows of friends
ascended at the same time
to their eternal resting place.
 

Do you know

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I'm so used to live only for you, to breathe your air...
To meet the sunrise and hear how you wake up, but I'm not there...
It became so easy for me to breathe into the open window...
And repeat the same thing to her over and over:
 
Do you know? Along night roads I did
walked barefoot without sparing my feet
His heart is now in your hands.
Don't loose it and don't brake it
So, along night roads not to carry
ashes of love in your hands, hurting your feet till they bleed
His pulse now in your eyes.
don't loose it and don't break it
 
And let against his window beating grey January rain.
Though he doesn't embracing me, but still remember just the same.
And let accidentally he say my name aloud.
And let him be silent that he still remember me.
But outside the window burning down the street lights cursed rain.
My gentle boy forgive me for this trembling.
And though I whispered quiet farewell through my tears.
Do not forget me. Do not forget me, dear
 
Do you know? Along night roads I did
walked barefoot without sparing my feet
His heart is now in your hands.
Don't loose it and don't brake it
So, along night roads not to carry
ashes of love in your hands, hurting your feet till they bleed
His pulse now in your eyes.
don't loose it and don't break it.
 
Do you know? Along night roads I did
walked barefoot without sparing my feet
His heart is now in your hands.
Don't loose it and don't brake it
So, along night roads not to carry
ashes of love in your hands, hurting your feet till they bleed
His pulse now in your eyes.
don't loose it ...