„Don’t delete the kisses!”
unde te-ai ascuns?
sunt un lup născut în lumea din oglindă;
Alice aleargă după stele;
e mov,
sunt mov,
stelele și noi –
doi…
Într-o seară ai spus „I am a lucky girl”
și nu am auzit
și nu am crezut
nu am gândit,
e dimineață și caut vocea,
e soare și nu te găsesc,
cine ești?
dar eu cine sunt?
nu ești tu răspuns…
Alice…
ești tu oare?
te caut curgând estuare;
mă preschimb în sare
tu ești o apă
vom fi o Mare,
haide să scufundăm vapoare!
și sunt un lup, am blană sură
las urme adânci –
fără teamă,
îți voi picta trupul cu gura…
I have found a song that makes me think of you,
of all the evenings skating long past bedtime
and some funny dyed star that you could not see,
Alice,
I remember everything…
It’s a song I sang with you,
coffee in the shower, cigarettes after sex
we did not need pretexts
nor a book to guide us through,
love was blank for us to write
“I would have done everything with you”
I wish I’d do,
go up that hill once more with you…
Alice dearest, how do you do!
It’s a song I listen to
filled with autumn leafs and Bible queries,
one way or another
we’re going far and even farther,
for true sinners there is no earthly border
and I already confessed,
my fears killed the best I never had…
Sing with me
skin on skin, and the space between,
a little prayer
it’s alright, as I am fading out,
don’t let me fall
a high pitched toll will break the wall,
Alice,
put your arms and pull me under…
It’s almost midnight
my thoughts went chasing falling stars,
in the long past dark
my eyes are writing hearts
and on a river sailing west
I kept a promise to my friend
I held the words and gave my chest
a longing for your head to rest…
It’s three minutes past
my arms are paddles in the grass
the rain is warm on my back
and I pour sand over my steps,
and in the silence that falls
I read chapters in the Psalms
and my heart tolls strong
without riddles or restrain…
Far away from home
swimming in the cold sea all alone,
I put trust in my Holy Father
then I shout the name I hold
and send waves to endless borders…
I believe in the stars I saw
there is more to it than a dark and silent whole,
they struck chords of a harp I own
and poured kisses in my soul –
I’m a thief and took your years and keep them locked,
Bruce may tell the stories in the end
but this day I quit rising walls that break
and start riding with myself…
New Year’s eve in Times Square and the sunrise at lake Braies,
I was blind and now I dream,
life is short and my shirt caught fire
and roses burn on a highway to the south
wild and free,
my heart is never tiered…
E marți, iarbă rece, nu sunt nori,
liniște –
pictez desculț, cu greutatea trupului, în culori predefinite,
un singur nor,
pot să trăiesc în amintiri?
Apă, curge peste mine și din mine,
sunt un izvor, sunt Faun
și sălcii îngenunchează,
înăuntru e foc –
e inima mea ce topește suflete…
Ieri am rănit o fecioară
și soarele s-a stins în cer de sânge;
e liniște,
ea s-a prelins peste stele
și gândurile-i sunt ramuri ce se hrănesc din mine…
Și caut,
o pânză goală pe care să adun flori,
o casă, o stâncă și un stejar
și brațe albe aruncate peste zări –
dragoste am!
I am dancing,
I have dreams I’ve never dared to have
dark is becoming a shade of the light,
my eyes shine,
I love you heart of mine, how could I have been so cruel?
mornings are a painting I once saw in France,
and then I did pray and confess –
I’d do everything with you once more
changing parts that played out wrong…
Be mad and let’s jump off Pont Neuf together
when in love we’re so much better,
I’ll build you a home
we’ll walk in the sky at noon together
you will wear sandals in the snow,
the words we spoke are forever
will you be there to rise a cross for shelter?
believe the world is better
and my thoughts will never shatter…
Let’s get lost in heaven on the streets we walked back then, it was cold, there were flowers going high and our steps were mixed with laughter, Sunday evenings in the park turned to nights in deep December and the dark just made us bright, you and me together – let’s get lost in heaven, two stars on the northern sky I will love you dearest till the last breath of my life…
I’m a dreamer, I will never loose my faith, teach me how to walk this Earth I confess to all the wrongdoings of my words, they turned your bones to fragments of the sea, let me build again a house to share in every city that we’ll be we’ll have an orange dog and I will make you tea, you will be my eyes and I will fight the demons that we meet…
Let’s get lost in heaven and bring back joy, all you’ve seen it’s still in there, the love is never gone, I am not a stranger, I did wrong, I repent my soul, let’s drink another coffee on the right side of the Rhone…
Fifty thousand words I wrote will lift me up to see the sky
and stars on the cold night,
cement under me,
wet –
I’m lost among all hearts I touched,
a part of me in every hand I hold
and memories…
I am a tree,
and branches fall
and fruits fell deeper when autumn called,
love never fades,
my hands are tied
and I can not stop the dream…
A child has died
and chances are for those who dare to bleed,
we’re going to war,
drop the swords and kneel for the free
and let it fall onto me,
my dreams…
Falling out of paradise,
they dragged me down and broke my spine
and the glory
all glitter that I had is gone,
and I must forget,
but devils are dancing circles in my head –
I’m haunted;
dust is covering my tracks
it’s just the name I have I can’t forget,
I rose prayers to the only god I had
and He cruelly listened so I’ve left,
if I’d hold you tight as you once said
will my heart stop and my soul turn red?
the dream is fed with blood and need,
and I am people wondering –
I hope you understand
the stars are purple to the end…
Who is Alice, I don’t know…
where is she I want to go,
who is Alice, will you show,
authors writing poems with her words
and the eyes that shine turn to rhymes,
who is Alice, she is always near
all I have is to reach and feel,
grab her hand, then walk and kneel…
Who is Alice dressed in blue
her heart is painted wide in you,
who is Alice dancing in the snow
she’ll open up your chest and see your soul,
and the wrong ways that you took
she may forgive if told the truth,
and all she asks is to love her back
to keep her in the arms she’s gave…
C’est qui la fille que je connais
Alice c’est qui, cette belle qui me voyait,
elle reste assisse sur son coté
au bord d’une rêve Alice souriait,
elle me retrouve à chaque fois sans me chercher
courir devant un train de fées,
Alice t’es où parmi des infinites pensées
t’es qui toi Alice, plus qu’une chère aimée?
Cine este Alice, oare o cunosc
cu aripile întinse între răsărit și apus,
și unde ești tu Alice oare am să știu
într-o seară fără de păcat vorbele ce scrii,
unde ești și unde am plecat
peregrini pe căile ce le-am uitat,
vino dragă Alice să pictăm cocori
printre inimi preschimbate-n nori….