A keresés eredménye

Little boat

well, now when you going
like a rock a hundred tons
in my chest tossing and turning
like dull bells of Notre Dame
 
along the cloudy shores
now you will wander alone
we were one of those gods
who didn't spare their own
 
who piled up ice,
invented all those words,
from under the blue water
pulled out islands
 
who changed the river flow
and weaved the night
time to switch on the snow
and leave without goodbye
 
believe me, when I say:
you were brightest, my love
we have tailored the sun's rays
and established a laugh
 
time to except the gifts
from the mother of silence.
there will be more worlds.
and ours have came to an end.
 
time, breaking the oars and leave
depart on a journey:
lie in the golden myth
and push the boat away.
P.
 

Beauty

Tomorrow I will love you again.
We have such a game.
Everything is infinitely new
In a world where there is you and me.
Stars fall from the sky,
Cities are crumbling,
But it's never too late
In a world where there is you and me.
 
In a world where there is you and me,
There is only the sea,
And this sky,
The height...
In a world where there is you and me,
Our summers are on repeat.
Beauty,
Such a beauty,
Such a beauty...
 
How many wet streets
Won't write about us any longer?
We forever wake up
In a world where there are only dreams...
I smiled at you,
You didn't speak a word,
I wrote on my wrist the word 'we'
 

A thread

The days are torn,
The dreams are torn,
The night is torn,
How to hold them together?
How could I lie about it?
What could help it?
I will be catching you, catching with my lips,
I will be begging you, begging with my arms.
 
Refrain:
I will be a thin thread
On your wrist,
Don’t cast me away, don’t let me fall.
I will be a thin thread,
A barely visible red thread,
Don’t take me off, don’t kill me in vain.
 
And when you wake up in the morning,
Keep me in the noise of the cities.
And when you dress up in the morning, hide me in the shade of your sleeves.
And though they say that everything will get carried away by the water,
Don’t believe them all, I will be always with you.
 
Refrain:
I will be a thin thread
On your wrist,
Don’t cast me away, don’t let me fall.
I will be a thin thread,
A barely visible red thread,
Don’t take me off, don’t kill me in vain.
 
I will be a thin thread
On your wrist,
Don’t cast me away, don’t let me fall.
I will be a thin thread,
A barely visible red thread,
Don’t take me off, don’t kill me in vain.
 

Intonations

Versions: #2
We close the doors of our flats.
Keys under the mat,
The janitor smiles like an old friend
And so does this cruelly vast world.
 
The steward shows us to the place
Where everything is like in b/w films
Clearer water and hearts
And we're alone in this dark compartment.
 
And all of these stations will remember your intonations
Your whisper, the shuffle of the waves.
And all of these stations will remember your intonations
And in the odd dance of declamations
One can hear the words
One can hear the words
I love
to stay
with you.
 
And the train ticket back
is like a sentence to solitary confinement,
And I, hurt by the distance
 
will understand, much later,
 
That if there is space for a shiver,
Then down with all the principles
Not trains, but your soft skin
brings me back home
 
And all of these stations will remember your intonations
Your whispers inside me, like the shuffle of waves.
And all of these stations will remember your intonations
And in the odd dance of declamations
One can hear the words
 
I love
to stay
with you
with you
 
I love
to stay
with you
 

Roses

What use have I for days?
What use have I for these minutes?
Take them,
or give them to someone else.
An eternity
is not that long, I suppose
if there is but one way back.
 
Once again,
please become my ripped jeans.
Without you
I don't understand prose.
I'll forget about all my previous principles.
Wind.
Night.
You.
Pistols and roses.
 
Watersides
are becoming increasingly fragile.
And water...
But that's not what I mean.
Ships
are throwing down lifeboats for me,
And I just sing,
sing these verses for you -
 
Once again,
please become my ripped jeans.
Without you
I don't understand prose.
I'll forget about all my previous principles -
My life-saving air is no longer above water...
 
What use have I for days and nights?
What use have I for these minutes?
Take them, or, actually,
give them to someone else.
An eternity
is not that long, believe me,
if there is but one way back to him.
 
Once again,
please become my ripped jeans.
Without you, I don't understand prose.
I'll forget about all my previous principles!
 
...You, pistols and roses...
 

Don't go

Night,
lights
and this heavy rain.
We are alone
I'm sure that you'll show up
 
I won't be responsible
 
Don't go,
please not today
Don't go
Not today
My love will be enough for us, i know
Don't go
 
Here,
look
Again, I'm not listening you
We are burning
or it's just seems to me again.
 
I won't be responsible.
don't go
I won't be responsible
 
Night,
lights
and this heavy rain.
We are alone
I'm sure that you'll show up