Monthly Archives: April 2017

Run back in time

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Run back in time baby
you’ll go so far and you won’t see,
run back from a place I’ve been, that little house in est Berlin…

I remember you –
slow talk, glasses and a walk we took so late,
I gave you books to read
you gave me time when I would need,
I remember you –
that thin red dress you never had,
I showed you the stars
you showed me love and built my dreams…

Run back in time baby
go to a place we both can be,
run back from this cruel way, to a song we used to play…

I saw you there,
morning lights and thousand eyes to care,
you gave me chances
I’ll give you all of my days,
run back in time baby
don’t loose a moment of what it can be,
you asked me for a weekend –
do ask me for this life baby…

Run back in time my love
walk those steps and knock on hard,
run back from the yellow park, to the altar of our hearts…

Pill appeal

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I took a pill,
swallowed it down,
made my head feel small
and made my arms fall,
it turned my body still
and my thoughts unreal
and slowly disappear…
I took a bite
from the real medicine
it took me by surprise,
the smoke was heavy
my lungs went limp
the eyes are shut
how could you see?
you’re a ghost
don’t dance with me
don’t walk with me
don’t talk to me
do whatever ghosts do…
I took a pill
it wouldn’t kill
I’m still here,
refound my check
I need the money bad
to pour once more
blue blood into my veins,
to fake the days
to scorn my ways…
I took a pill from many
and sucked the life in me
it succumbs my will,
broken with a sparkle
building up some friends,
I loose the time
I misplace ideas,
put it back inside,
on the hard track of my mind…
I took a pill
to betray my will
to rise once more,
to tear apart control
to let it go…

Chemarea

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Veniți orelor nescrise,
zile și cununi de spini peste izvoare neîncepute,
haideți întrebări lăsate fără de răspuns
și fumurii năluci ce-aleargă peste zare,
e dimineața simțurilor noastre ce răsare din pustiu
e un smochin răpus de flăcări,
și-n legea vechiului Stăpân vom ridica morminte pentru ieri
și pâinea noastră fi-va cina tuturor…

Veniți mâini lucrate-n piatră,
haideți cale peste mări și nori de chibzuință,
și vom dura castele de credință
și vom ridica stâlpi vestitori pentru speranță,
în creștet sterp de munte și în nisipul șters de ape,
în oglinda ochilor închiși și între coastele străpunse,
și-n brațe curge sânge,
și duh curat e trupul în umbra marelui Olar…

Eastern girl

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Traveler from another time,
wondering eyes and only child of true fate,
she arrived one day to town with a bag of clothes and thoughts…
Miles and miles she left behind
with friends and lovers and the life she grew accustomed to,
she came so far and she’s always going to…
Eastern girl how do you do!
Haunting eyes I’ve seen won’t let me fall asleep this evening,
they’ve forged themselves into my mind
much alike a curse from ancient times…

Celei ce nu știu

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Am trăit decenii și am iubit stihii,
dar de e scris în stele, sigur ai să vii,
cine ești Iubito, oare tu o știi?
într-o dimineață vom fi din nou copii…
Părul tău e rupt din soare,
și ochii tăi sunt vii,
sărutul tău îmi naște gânduri ce nu știu,
cine ești Iubito, cine sunt și eu?
veșnicii romantici și tineri demizei…
Din ale tale brațe visele se nasc,
și glasul tău sădește emoții și nu știi,
vino lângă mine, Iubito ai să vii?
să fugim în lume, să scriem poezii,
haide mai aproape, dar spune de nu vii…

Who needs a name

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Who needs a name for beauty,
who needs a word for things to come?
we take them in our arms one at a time
and I write poems on golden leafs that fall,
fragments of a chapter that is yet to see the day
they float like shadows on the mirror of a lake,
who needs a name for kindness,
who needs a word for falling stars?
let’s wonder in the shinning
let’s climb a whipping tree in flower
let’s build a house with dreams,
and the sixty steps to wisdom,
we are going to walk one by one…
who needs a word for wonders
and who needs a name for the future
that’s written all over our souls,
that’s made up of our choices,
who needs a name for things we can’t control…

Elegy in the dark

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This evening dearest friends, this night I’m rolling forward,
eyes are prisoners of mornings past, they’re gliding backwards,
and these hands are bound to touch the heart of passers-by,
let them stars be shining and laugh your time away…

I stood by the cross with my feet belonging to the wind
and the ghosts of days to come were a revelation I denied,
“Hail!” to my Savior that gave his blood for me to live,
and poured in me his words so my thirsty mind could feed…

Awake at midnight I dream a small blue house with a garden,
the fences down, the blinds wide open and no keyholes to be seen,
Promise me we’ll read stories and write poems to the kids
Promise me, promise me, never let me down again…