A keresés eredménye oldal 3

The twin

1st panel: Even before knowing the meaning of the word hate, I unconditionally hated Franz, my twin brother.
The scene shows two breastfed babies fighting over the mother breast.
 
2nd panel: When finally I became familiar with reading, the dictionary gave me an adequate denomination for my feelings.
The scene shows the narrator with his index finger pointing at the word Hate, in the middle of a page. At certain distance is seen the shape of Franz, identical to the narrator. Both are scholars.
 
3rd panel: Following studies of grammar, gave me the possibility of articulating the expression of my feelings in complete syntactic units.
The scene shows the narrator saying to his brother 'I hate you'.
 
4th panel: The happiness of my first love experiences, couldn't achieve to eclipse the innate loathing living in me.
The scene shows the narrator embracing his grilfriend in the bench of a plaza. She asks him 'What are you thinking, darling, that you're so quiet?' He answers 'I think a little about the love I have for you, but more than anything, I think of the hate I have for Franz'
 
5th panel: The day Franz married, I had the first chance of exposing my dark affections to the public.
The scene shows Franz's wedding. The priest asks 'Does somebody have something to object to this matrimonial union?'. The narrator replies 'Yes, me. I consider the groom as absolutely rejectable.'
 
6th panel: When I got married, the priest had the papers a bit mixed, and when he adressed to me, he did it calling me Franz. The incident was later very lamented by the irreverent clerygman.
The scene shows the narrator with his bride, slapping the priest and telling him 'What similarity with Franz did you see? Retard'
 
7th panel: I had to reject many chances of employment for not wanting to fill the inscription forms on those parts in which they required a list of close relatives.
The scene shows the narrator provocating the forced ingesion of a crumpled form by mouth to the office worker who attends him.
 
8th panel: My piano professor had to regret of proposing me the performance of Liszt and Schubert pieces, and soothe my anger with a Chopin and Schumann apologia.
The scene shows the narrator strangling the piano professor exclaiming 'What do you want me to play, you dumb horse?' On the floor is seen a score headed with the name of Franz Schubert.
 
9th panel: I found necessary to run away quickly from a bookstore on a certain time in which, while looking distractedly over the content of an offer table, I outrageously vomited over a volume of Kafka.
The scene shows the narrator running upstreet, while the bookstore owner from the door of his business, yells at him 'Come and clean this, you existencialist swine'
 
10th panel: My unmeasurable hatred multiplied by 10, when I discovered that while I was occupying my free time in seducing Farnz's wife, my despicable wife was leaving to make love precisely with him.
The scene shows the narrator laying in bed with his lover in a motel room. While from the adjacent room is heard a voice saying 'Oh Franz'
 
11th panel: A foul-smelling feeling started to darken every moment of my life, since, after having divorced both Franz and me, and having lost both our jobs for poor references crossed and processed from ourselves to our respective bosses in inverse correspondance, we have been forced to occupy again the same bedroom at our parents house.
The scene shows both twins in their respective beds, with pronouncedly warlike faces.
 
12th panel: The night I decided to annihilate Franz once and for all, I discovered that I didn't invent the powder.
The scene shows the twins in their beds, revealing each one from their respective sheets, their respective guns.
 
13th panel: Today however, I'm being treated by a psychologist who tries to convince me that my very name is Franz, and that I never had a twin brother.
The scene shows Franz.
 

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I want to live beautifuly

I've put jewels from all around the world on my body
but I still don't know what is the true meaning of joy
 
Someday I will scream beyond the despair
I want to go and find the meaning of life somewhere
 
Ah, I want to go on living beautifully
just like that perfectly clear​ blue sky
Ah,I want to find a pure love
just like your clear eyes
 
Like the waves that break onto shore and return to the sea
I stand aimlessly alone on the hill like rubble
One day I want to tell you that living and persistently chasing your dream are both the same thing
 
Ah, I want to always keep on walking
just like the hope that keeps gushing forth
Ah, I want to calmly watch time flow
just like that endless sea of stars
 
Ah, I want to always keep on walking
just like the hope that keeps gushing forth
 
Ah, I want to go on living beautifully
just like that perfectly clear​ blue sky
Ah,I want to find a pure love
just like your clear eyes
 

Come between us

They look at me as something negative
My whole life has been an explanation of
Where I'm from and what they're doing there
Fuck if I know, man, I was born in Steinkjer1
I've blended cultures, and both give me structure
Dad said do what you want, we both know he's hesitating a bit
Motherfuck all of you who think my family needs to do it better
Mom has a master's degree, can't get a job
Because of her name Safartabar
And I was born in Norway, grew up in Norway, will die in Norway
You think I have the wrong name and color
But I don't intend to leave my country
 
I see a brighter future with you, baby
Don't look at it so darkly
Those things come between us
I see a brighter future with you, baby
Don't look at it so darkly
Those things will come between us
 
Come between us
Come between us
Come between us
 
Culture, politics, religion, and orientation
There are a thousand kinds
You say white, black, fat, thin
Rich, poor, and beautiful and ugly
Peace, war, honor and bullshit
There are a thousand kinds
Because my blood is the same color as your blood
Hey man, take hold of my hand
Sorry that you think it's my fault
The thing is sun turns to rain, rain turns to ocean
You fall down with vicious jellyfish
You call it your home
But I call it my roots
Planted in the same earth as yours
What color do you give me now?
 
I see a brighter future with you, baby
Don't look at it so darkly
Those things come between us
I see a brighter future with you, baby
Don't look at it so darkly
Those things will come between us
 
I see a brighter future with you, baby
Don't look at it so darkly
Those things come between us
I see a brighter future with you, baby
Don't look at it so darkly
Those things will come between us
 
I see a brighter future with you, baby
Don't look at it so darkly
Those things come between us
I see a brighter future with you, baby
Don't look at it so darkly
Those things will come between us
 
Come between us
Come between us
Come between us
 

• 1. Norwegian town

BARÁTOK

[Intro: Anne-Marie]
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh
 
[Verse 1: Anne-Marie]
Azt mondod, szeretsz, én azt mondom hogy megőrültél
Nincs köztünk több mint barátság
Nem vagy a szeretőm, inkább a testvérem
Ismerlek amióta 10 évesek vagyunk, yeah
 
[Refrain: Anne-Marie]
Ne rontsd el azzal hogy azt mondod
Csak elfogsz lökni magadtól, ennyi!
Amikor azt mondod, szeretsz, megőrít
Ismét itt tartunk
 
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Nem nézz rám azzal a nézéseddel
Tényleg nem fogsz elmenni ameddig veszekedni nem kezdünk
Nem lehet veled dűlőre jutni, végeztem a finomkodással
Már elmondtam egyszer, kétszer, háromszor, négyszer, ötször, hat ezerszer
 
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Nem tettem még elég nyilvánvalóvá?
Nem tettem elég tisztává?
Akarod hogy lebetűzzem neked?
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
Nem tettem még elég nyilvánvalóvá?
Nem tettem elég tisztává?
Akarod hogy lebetűzzem neked?
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
 
[Verse 2: Anne-Marie]
Nincsen szégyenérzeted? Őrültnek tűnsz
Megjelenve az ajtómban
Hajnali kettőkor, szakadó esőben
Nem beszéltük ezt már meg?
 
[Refrain: Anne-Marie]
Ne ronts el azzal hogy azt mondod
Csak elfogsz lökni magadtól, ennyi
Nincsen szégyenérzeted? Őrültnek tűnsz
Ismét itt tartunk
 
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Ne nézz rám azzal a nézéseddel
Tényleg nem fogsz elmenni ameddig veszekedni nem kezdünk
Nem lehet veled dűlőre jutni, végeztem a finomkodással
Már elmondtam egyszer, kétszer, háromszor, négyszer, ötször, hat ezerszer
 
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Nem tettem még elég nyilvánvalóvá? (nem tettem?)
Nem tettem elég tisztává? (nem tettem tisztává?)
Akarod hogy lebetűzzem neked?
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
Nem tettem még elég nyilvánvalóvá?
Nem tettem elég tisztává? (nem tettem?)
Akarod hogy lebetűzzem neked? (hogy lebetűzzem neked?)
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
 
[Bridge: Anne-Marie]
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
K****** így betűzöd a 'barátok'at
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
Jegyezd meg
Nem, nem, yeah, uh, ahh
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
Csak barátok vagyunk
 
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Ne nézz rám azzal a nézéseddel
Tényleg nem fogsz elmenni addig ameddig veszekedni nem kezdünk
Nem lehet veled dűlőre jutni, végeztem a finomkodással
Már elmondtam egyszer, kétszer, héromszor, négyszer, ötször, hat ezerszer
 
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Nem tettem még elég nyilvánvalóvá? (nem tettem elég nyilvánvalóvá?)
Nem tettem még elég tisztává? (elég tisztává tettem)
Akarod hogy lebetűzzem neked? (yeah)
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K (azt mondtam B-A-R-Á-T-O-K)
Nem tettem még elég nyilvánvalóvá? (elég nyilvánvalóvá tettem)
Nem tettem még elég tisztává? (elég tisztává tettem)
Akarod hogy lebetűzzem neked?
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
B-A-R-Á-T-O-K
 
[Outro: Anne-Marie]
Ohhh-oh, ohhh-oh, ohhh,oh
Ahhh-oh, ahhh-oh, ahh-oh
 

The Old Hotel of Death

In the old hotel of death someone comes
and lies down in his Saturday clothes and dies
it is August and the days are like carefree dogs returning to the woods
and in the rooms the lovers are lulled to sleep, defeated by the passion of their embrace...
 
In the old hotel the clock runs backwards
and the guilty wake up from their dream innocent again
and the gentle pass through the dirty mirrors
with their white suits and evening gowns
what beauty...
 
In the old hotel of death the balconies
are always blooming and an orchestra is playing eternally
and the furniture dances the waltz inside the deserted rooms
and the faucets run laughing and the walls drip tears
like a river...
 
In the old hotel hear the dice being rolled
they say if you are lucky maybe you'll be favored
at the doorstep while the elderly doorman sleeps standing
in the road a child pops up, not afraid of the night
any longer...
 

24 Hours Under A Blanket

Too heavy to be caught in a cloud
Above my breast, an unbearable stone
In the empty house the telephone rings
24 hours under a blanket
 
Too bad for anymore nothingness
I spin an empty bottle on the floor
A thousand times, a thousand
In the end it points to me again
 
And everything is fading away deeply
The black waters of sleep
Silence
The miracle didn't happen
 
Outside the road expands until it is lost
Inside some strange future
And the pictures whirl around
Like red Christmas ornaments
 
I'm climbing a mountain towards a dream
I lift the unbearable rock on my shoulders
I let it roll away and then I hide
24 hours under a blanket
 
And everything is fading away deeply
The black waters of sleep
Silence
The miracle didn't happen
 

Around The Sun

How far the earth is from the sun
How far away from me you will be, you will be
I live from you and around you I rotate
As the earth spins around the sun
 
I count the seasons
I count the empty sky
In orbit around the sun
Around the sun
 
How high, I climb high to reach you
But you burn my wings like the sun
I fall in the night to the earth trying to forget
But how can I forget the sun
 
From your light I awaken
Again in the empty sky
In orbit around the sun
Around the sun
 

White book

I have not seen you yet
you've changed reality
like you did I do not know
I did not hold you tight to me
but I heard the magic
it beats like rain
You do not start running
do not smile or talk
if I will not be with you
 
You're a white book for me
we will write the world you want
All that is good and more beautiful is there for you
There is not always a happy ending
for the things you believe in
I'm here when you feel like rushing down
 
Will you be strong or shy?
What song will you listen to when it comes down at night?
This is new also for me we learn
together how do you grow
You do not stop going
there's a lot to do when I'm with you
 
You're a white book for me
we will write the world you want
All that is good and more beautiful is there for you
There is not always a happy ending
for the things you believe in
When you hear you fall down
 
But what a story to fill
how much sea to discover
and if you fall you're there
Take the chest wave (?) And then
ask him to bring you up
where do you see more
 
You're a white book for me
we will write the world you want
all that is good and more beautiful is there for you
there is not always a happy ending
for the things you believe in
I'm here when you feel like rushing down.
 

Hail Fall

A few drops of rain fall from a covering of leaden clouds
The calling cicadas lower their cries as a wind chime rings
People with umbrellas hurry by this undelivered tone, and one gets wet alone
Their black hair swaying in the fading heat and humidity
 
If this song can't reach the people of this rapid society
Then I want to change it into a falling hail which will strike them hard
 
The sky tears and beats the earth
And merely shakes the vacant space
Hundreds of traces of sunlight shine down
And then melt away with the fading, injured sounds of summer
 
A burnt road, filled without gaps by the resonating
Of uneven glass kicked in the twilight. The higurashi sing
Those light seeking eyes forget the songs which made them scowl
I pick up the hail and throw it, hiding it in the dusk
 
Just and wholesome standards appraise this song as mere noise
So I want to change it into a thunder which will captivate the ear
 
The carved out tracks fade
As they grasp the tranquillity tightly
The universal raining comes to a halt
As though this song overlaps with the hail fall
 
The sky tears and beats the earth
And merely shakes the vacant space
Hundreds of traces of sunlight shine down
And then melt away with the fading, injured sounds of summer
 

Kite

The dreams faded away, they have faded away
it's morning
I opened my door, I opened it
so the sun can reach me
 
You came and in my path
the sky was lightened up
look my heart flew
like a red kite
 
I need you as if I were a child
don't let me to return there
inside myself in the silence
where it's like a cold sea, a deserted island
 
Bodies without souls inside my hands
keys of no use
I have nothing left
nothing is enough for me anymore
 
Come on, let's walk
away from the noise
to heal our wounds
there is plenty of time
 
I need you as if I were a child
don't let me to return there
inside myself in the silence
where it's like a cold sea, a deserted island
 
I need you as if I were a child
don't let me to return there
inside myself in the silence
where it's like a cold sea, a deserted island
 
I need you as if I were a child
don't let me to return there
inside myself in the silence...
 

Jam-moon

A long journey, and a boring one too
we have arrived, tired,
our bags are heavy
and our clothes are creased.
Thank goodness we got here,
in a well-lit hotel
there's a room for us,
for us, who have traveled so much.
 
I know everything around here by now
and I know the cold feeling of this key in my hand.
 
And you are getting ready to inhabit
this room as if it was
a house and I wait
while you put in the drawers
your clothes and mine too.
Outside the window
there's a sensational moon
that watches us with sadness.
 
A jam-moon1 for the two of us
we have a house and kids, both of us,
but we smiled shamelessly
at the prospect of one last love.
 

• 1. a pun on honeymoon

It's Mailer Daemon☆ You Know

Hi everyone! Do you use emails?
Not things like L*ne or Sk*pe, do you use emails?
Jeez! People these days are so quick to cheat
I'm gonna email bomb people like that okay!?
Well then, let's check the messages we received today
Let's see...
'You have the opportunity to receive 100 million yen. For details see the link below...'
'I am searching for a sincere person who can enter a relationship'
You guys again! I'll punish people who send messages like this!
Undelivered! Undelivered! Non-delivery!
 
Re: Fw: mailto:（Yeah!）
Re: Fw: mailto:（Ye-Yeah!）
Re: Fw: mailto:（Yeah!）
Re: Fw: mailto:（Ye-Yeah!）
 
Cursed emails are going around and around
Attached documents are fertile land for ghosts. I'll exorcise them with a 404
Right away, bang! (bang!) if you mail me I can read the next one.
Text corruption bugs, screwed up conversions and various 2nd version emojis
Are comparatively good If you can read them
Delete with a bam! (Bam!) You can't mail me now
 
I want to know the password that secures your heart
Tell me! I can break in directly by phishing anyway ♡
 
Important messages (messages) without looking at the contents (without looking)
I immediately return to sender, that's right I'm Mailer Daemon you know, you know?
If just one message (just one) can't be sent (can't be sent)
Then i'll send you 100, 1000 or even 10000 messages
Arriving at everybody's computer terminal!☆
My magic spell is a script that operates in secured computers
I'm sending it simultaneously to every mail address in the world
(ooh it's sending!)
 
Re: Fw: mailto:（Love!）
Re: Fw: mailto:（Lo-Love!）
Re: Fw: mailto:（Love!）
Re: Fw: mailto:（Lo-Love!）
 
POP the MIME via SMTP Spam, Spammer Spamist?
I'll translate the English emails
If I notice, Bam! (Bam) You can't leave your mail unsent!
Lightspeed begging university graduate emails always have incorrect addresses
I'm tired of you scatterbrains! S☆O☆R☆RY! (Bang!) let me reply if you mail me
 
I want to know the password that secures your heart
Tell me! I can break in directly by phishing anyway ♡
 
Send messages (messages) Even if they don't arrive (even if)
I can see them, that's right i'm Mailer Daemon you know
With this kind of ringing (ringing) I can't share these messages (I can't)
100, 1000, 10000 messages aren't enough!
I'm gonna crash!!
With viruses worms and malware I can monopolise your secret data
And receive your smiles, voices and delusions
(ooh I got a message!!）
 
'It has been one year since my husband was killed by a giant anteater.
He was always travelling towards Singapore,
but those trips were not just for vacation.
In order to acquire an income, he was secretly working away from home...
A year has passed and I have finally recovered from my husbands death.
However, though it's rather embarrassing to say, everyday in the lonely night
my whole body... b-burns...' Eek! Don't send me messages like this!!
Perverts! They aren't decent emails anyway so put them in the junk folder!
 
Important messages (messages) without looking at the contents (without looking)
I immediately return to sender, that's right I'm Mailer Daemon you know, you know?
If just one message (just one) can't be sent (can't be sent)
Then i'll send you 100, 1000 or even 10000 messages
Arriving at everybody's computer terminal!☆
My magic spell is a script that operates in secured computers
I'm sending it simultaneously to every mail address in the world
(ooh it's sending!)
 
Re: Fw: mailto:（Love!）
Re: Fw: mailto:（Lo-Love!）
Re: Fw: mailto:（Love!）
Re: Fw: mailto:（Lo-Love!）
 
The messages have gathered up again today...boo-hoo-hoo.
Hm? This is...
'Mailer Daemon-san. Could you read this mail for me?'
hee hee hee... I can read it, but I won't send it back
Undelivered! Undelivered! Non-Delivery!
 

Four Seasons Pass Before I Realise

Ah, spring comes again, summer comes again,
Autumn and then winter arrive
I'm sure we'll jog leisurely just like this
Through next year as well
The wind is warmer than last week,
The roadside trees shake gently
I don't think I need my coat anymore
Walking in the sun of the early afternoon
Before I know it the sky is dyed blue
The cumulonimbus come out
And make me want to see a path of blooming sunflowers
 
Even if the four seasons are universal
No two seasons are alike
This time next year
Show me more of your expressions
 
This year too, Spring comes again, Summer comes again,
Autumn and then winter arrive
And before I realise it New Years Eve is here
I can't keep up with a year!
Ah, morning comes again, night comes again
From the end to the start of the week
I'm sure we'll jog leisurely just like this
Through next year as well
The clouds hang high
The crimson shadows being dragged along
Though I can't see the fragrant olives
Which bloom somewhere
If I blow upon the foggy window
The dew will also drop
How many more days until the New Year?
I think back and count them up
 
Even if the four seasons are universal
No two seasons are alike
This time next year
Show me more of your expressions
 
I missed the flower-viewing this year again
Without going to the sea the autumn colours fell away
And though there is no sign that snow will fall
I only set up the kotatsu
Ah, this Spring is... this Summer is...
My Goodness! I'm stilling going on about this
I'll probably be this sluggish next year too
That's the feeling I get
 
This year too, Spring comes again, Summer comes again,
Autumn and then winter arrive
And before I realise it New Years Eve is here
I can't keep up with a year!
Ah, morning comes again, night comes again
From the end to the start of the week
I'm sure we'll jog leisurely just like this
Through next year as well
 
If I notice, If I quietly notice...
 

The poem

The poem shall take me in the time
When I shall no longer be myself
And I shall pass alone
Between the hands of who reads
 
The poem shall tell someone
To the fields
 
Its passage shall be confused
With the rumbling of the sea with the passing of the wind
 
The poem shall inhabit
The most concrete and most attentive space
 
In the clear air in the transparent evenings
Its round syllables
 
(Oh ancient oh long
Eternal smooth evenings)
 
Even if I may die the poem shall find me
A beach where it shall crash its waves
 
And among four dense walls
Of deep and devoured solitude
Someone shall confuse their own being
With the poem in time
 

At Least

I'm travelling such far distances for my love
Despite all of the restlessness inside me
 
I hate you even while missing you inside my daydreams
Your face constantly decorates the walls of my heart
 
You're in my heart
It's only you but you aren't the first
Who has ever briefly stayed in my heart
However it's you I want
 
And you, if your heart
Is anything like mine
Could we at least be together?
Forever you and I
 

The Sea

Sea, half of my soul and made of sea breeze
Thus it is through the same restlessness and nostalgia,
That there is in the vast clamor of the high tide,
That no good deed has ever satisfied me.
And it is because your waves unfurled throughout the sand
Rise up more powerful once again,
That after every tumble I walk to life,
For a new stupefied illusion.
 
And if I go on saying to the stars my evil
It is because also you rebelled and theatrical
Make sound your pain through the heights.
And if before everything I hate and I flee
What is impure, profane and dirty,
It is only because your waves are pure
 

Urmel Song

All the mommies keep saying: 'Take good care, little child!'
Be good, stay in your room and go to sleep! Good night!'
 
But when the little child gets bigger it may go for a walk
Because otherwise the little child couldn't see beautiful things
Because otherwise the little child couldn't see beautiful things
 
All the little children keep saying: 'Mommy let me out!'
'Be good and stay in your room! I'll be home soon!'
But once the little child has left, it no longer thinks about it
Because the are so many hundreds of beautiful things to see
Because the are so many hundreds of beautiful things to see
 
When the little child goes home joyfully
His mommy sclods the little child: 'You are much too late!'
 
Dear mommy don't be angry and just keep in mind
That the little child has to see all the beautiful things
That the little child has to see all the beautiful things
 

The sensible people

The sensible people aren't capable
Of killing chickens
Yet they are capable
Of eating chickens
 
The money smells of poverty and it smells
Of clothes of their body
That clothes
That after the rain dried upon the skin
Because they didn't have another
The money smells of poverty and it smells
Of clothes
That after the sweat wasn't washed
Because they didn't have another
 
'You'll win the bread with the sweat on your face'
Thusly it was imposed on us
And not:
'With the sweat of others you will win the bread.'
 
Oh salesmen of the temple
Oh builders
Of the great massive and weighty statues
Oh full of devotion and of approval
 
Forgive them Lord
Because they know what they do.
 

Ithaca

When the lights of the night will reflect immobile on the green waters of Brindisi
You will leave the pier confused where words shake steps oars and
cranes
The joy shall be within you ardent like a fruit
You will go to the bow between the blackness of the night
Without any wind without any breeze only the whispering of the conch in silence.
 
But through the sudden swing you shall feel the capes
When the ship rolls in the closed darkness
You will be lost in the interior of the night in the breathing of the sea
Because this is the vigil of a second birth
 
The Sun close to the sea will awaken you in the intense blueness
You will rise slowly like the resurrected
You will have recovered your label your initial wisdom
Astonished and young like the ancient statues
With the gestures curled up even into the folds of your mantle
 

Next to me unto death

I run through the city
the same way every new day,
and this monotonous world
keeps requiring more.
 
And when nothing more is left in my pocket,
but I see you in my eyes,
the morning is still nice,
wherever it reaches me with you.
 
(Refrain)
And if I didn't see
the sun rise any more
and the ice melt, oh-oh!
but knew that you're waiting for me
under the clouds,
that's enough for me.
So wherever and
however
Wake up or
dream
next to me unto death,
and I haven't existed in vain.
On the ground and in the skies,
in the fog and in the light,
I've been feeling unto death
that there's nothing I've lost.
 
If all my plans fall into dust,
only one thought survives,
how it will feel
when once you hug me.
 
That I carry in myself,
that is not present in words,
but whenever I see you,
I know it lasts unto death.
 
(Refrain)
 

The Roses

When at night I defoliate and snip up the roses
It's as if I carried in between my teeth
All the moonlight of the transparent nights,
All the blaze of the luminous evenings,
The dancing wind of the Springs,
The bitter sweetness of the sunsets,
And the exaltation of all the waiting.
 

Exile

When we don't have the fatherland that we have
Lost by silence and by resignation
Even the voice of the sea renders itself exile
And the light that surrounds us is like a lattice
 

Visage

Naked visage
In the direct light.
Suspended visage,
bare and permeable,
Slow osmosis.
Mouth agape as if it drank,
Attentive head.
Undone visage,
Visage without refusal where nothing is defended,
Visage that arises in the doubt of the demand,
Visage that the voices traverse.
Visage deriving
slowly,
Sensing what the oranges secret,
Abandoned and transparent visage
That the black nights of love in it are received
Long
rays of coldness run upon the sea
In silence the landscapes prop themselves up
And I touch the solitude as if it was a stone.
Lost visage
That bitter winds of drought bury themselves in it
And that the purest waves of the sea lament.
 

25 of April

This is the dawn that I awaited
The initial whole and clean day
Where we emerge from the night and from the silence
And free we inhabit the substance of time
 

I listen

I listen but I don't know
If what I hear is silence
Or god
 
I listen without knowing if I am hearing
The echoing of the empty plains
Or the attentive consciousness
That in the confines of the universe
Deciphers and stares at me
 
I merely know that I walk like who
Is watched loved and known
And because of this in every gesture I put
Solemnity and risk
 

Az ég nem elég

Engedj közel magadhoz amennyire csak lehet
Csak az idő okozhat kárt nekünk, fordítsunk hátat neki és menjünk el
Egyenesen a sötétségbe megyünk, azért hogy ne hagyjuk el a fényt és az autók zörejét
 
Csak egy kicsit elveszek belőled
Egy fontos bűnesetben
Egy boldogság pusztáján
Ez fog keresztül vinni és elhagyjuk a szemetet
Ez fog minket úgy összekeverni akár a szél
 
Gyerünk, lélegezzünk együtt ezen a haldokló holdon
Jól elrejtőzünk, megpróbálunk élni
Azonkívül, hogy egy pillanat,
Mintha nem lettek volna szabályok
 
Csak egy kicsit elveszek belőled
Egy fontos bűnesetben
Egy boldogság pusztáján
Ez fog keresztül vinni és elhagyjuk a szemetet
Ez fog minket úgy összekeverni akár a szél
És habár nekem adnád az eget, nekem az nem elég
 
Engedj közel magadhoz amennyire csak lehet
 
Csak egy kicsit elveszek belőled
Egy fontos bűnesetben
Egy boldogság pusztáján
Ez fog keresztül vinni és elhagyjuk a szemetet
Ez fog minket úgy összekeverni akár a szél
És habár nekem adnád az eget, nekem az nem elég
Az ég nekem nem elég
Az ég nekem nem elég
 

A színek ötven árnyalata

Tudom, csak a szürkeséget látom
Habár, habár
Beléptél és valami megváltozott
Jobb, Jobb
 
Még mindig azt gondolod, hogy az élet csak fekete és fehér
De mélyen belül
Tudtam, hogy eljön a nap,
Hogy felfedezem
 
A színek ötven árnyalatát
A színek ötven árnyalata
A színek ötven árnyalata
 
Dobjunk el mindent
Együtt, együtt
És hagyjuk figyelmen kívül a terhet
A kényszert, a kényszert
 
Az idő majd megmondja nekünk, hogy túléljük majd
De estig
Tartom a rejtélyt
És megment minket
 
A színek ötven árnyalata
 
Az idő majd megmondja nekünk, hogy túléljük majd
De estig
Tartom a rejtélyt
És megment minket
 
A színek ötven árnyalata
A színek ötven árnyalata
A színek ötven árnyalata
 
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A színek ötven árnyalata