Category Archives: Drumul spre mine

Time

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Little baby love, how do you live,
will you one day tell me stories of the things you did?
Books to put back on the shelf,
our time is written in the words we spell…
Will you ever do forget,
or will you feel regret of the day I made you bleed
and all the awful things I dream,
the music and the Virgin by the wall,
there must be a time where I have lost it all….

Little wonder love, are you really gone?
The castle that I’ve built looks empty now,
it wears your name on each of things I’ve left behind
and when I took the shot, you were holding tight my heart –
Do you every once in a while expect,
that a feeling in the ashes never ceased to burn,
that a God, if still exists, may draw a path,
to find young portraits that will hold the paint,
and never cross that time alone?

 

Runaway

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I’ve run once more
leaving everything I’ve known behind
friends and lovers of all kind,
I packed my life in the back of my car
no time for tears
too little time to look behind,
and I’ve run
highways under the sun…

It is a red turtle story
told on an island of my own,
I must’ve been cursed
for I can’t seem to find my place
to grow an oak tree and gaze at the stars,
I may but follow a call
that flies me through time…

It’s the great runaway
from youth to the Day
it is the time to sail,
and so help me God
as my heart loves life
to put my steps into the light,
to build from soil and will
a home for my dreams…

Alice (II)

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I’ve met Alice on the alley in the park,
and I asked her for her name
and she asked me for my heart,
she leaned on me slowly telling stories from before,
and the leafs were turning yellow
threes were watching from ashore…

And the dance was turning wild
she had whispers in her eyes,
and I’ve followed for a while,
but at night when her hands are getting cold,
Alice cries and Alice bleeds
and your soul to love she needs…

I’ve met Alice in the morning,
she was walking without loving
and her streets were empty spaces,
her youth is gone and she is growing restless,
and the leafs may start to fall
winter comes and summer goes…

I saw Alice once upon a March,
she was smiling looking south
and her shadow fell behind,
and I kindly walked my heart back home,
to the place I’ve left my love
to the One I dream to hold…

Lovers

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I never were a giant carved in stone
hands and eyes and bones, everything is live and bleeds,
in the darkness I am cold
I need daylight to survive and love,
and here I stand
in my bare skin I’m a mirror to the past,
will you take a look
to all it’s been and all I was…

I grew up on the desert’s shore
and holy water was all my sisters wore,
I kissed them all goodnight
all at once and one at a time
and wrote letters to my Gemini,
dear Stephan, will it ever pass this night?

All the faith I had is buried in my heart,
I met not one to swore by life
no living soul to ask me for a goal,
and the morning comes so fast
I still dream the day that was
long before I gave my love to all,
and yet I am
parts and dreams and hopes of all the ones I’ve kissed…

Rebellion

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I’ve been just a guy on the streets of yesterday
waking at the dawn with the thought to kill,
just a poor man walking daily to his fate
nothing good to loose and nothing good to gain,
he pushed me hard to become a star,
to the limits of my soul pulling stones afar,
if it weren’t for the music I’d be surely dead
crawling like a cockroach boiling in the sand…

And since glory’s growing out of shame
I got all these questions popping when she came;
like Shirley Temple wasn’t cute enough
my sweetheart’s smile was a mold in gold,
greeting all the loving words she’s told
I grabbed her hand and held her in the cold,
close to me she made my heart belong
and sorrows in her bones I cured them all…

God knows how could I’ve been so wrong
and neglect to cry when I was falling down,
her mouth had words that could cut the flesh
it’s only so much pain that one man can stand,
a summer Sunday morning the silence fell
whiskey, vodka and cigars on the bed of Rhone
a girl in white dress made my heart rebel
and where there was light the darkness veiled…

And I am lost in the countless words I’ve said
yet the truth is plain and simple and must be fed,
I’m gonna leave that scar in my chest to breed
to find the remorse and cure my burning need,
I can tell the facts apart but cannot cut this chain
I’m gonna walk away from things I’ve known
to pick up the pieces and rebuild my own
will I ever reach that day to soothe my strain?

 

 

Just a walk

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Take the pill my friend from the sweaty hand,
we shall find together a tiny world were we don’t need to dream…
walk with me tonight
don’t talk to me this time
just lean on me and listen to my cry,
don’t give me hope nor cut the silver strings –
I have a demon feeding on the thoughts I can’t control,
he drinks the sun and rivers when they flow
I have a monster that I grow
that kills the life in every living soul;
come join me when I fall,
let’s run this mile in silence
and hold a candle when I swim just before the darkness,
swallow down the memories,
make the written word accomplice to my crime –
just a walk,  it’s all that’s left to give
take this pill and find a way to dream,
they’ve stripped me to the bone –
a flawless act from dusk to dawn,
these creatures that I own…

Chemare II

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Vino aproape,
să îmi petrec brațele peste umerii tăi,
vino să îți fur sărutul,
să îți presar flori de viță în plete,
ochi în ochi cu luminile stinse
vino să ne topim ca două piscuri de gheață,
apă sunt eu și tu ești o apă
și scriem portative cu unde policrome,
vino spre mine cu pașii de dans
să naștem amintiri pentru zile bătrâne…

Vino din nou
să scriem în doi jurăminte,
vino cu degete alunecând peste nori
vino cu sufletul însorit de flori,
să rostim într-un glas rugăciune,
și dintr-un trup tu și eu
să clădim temple pentru ziua de mâine,
haide acum să alergăm împreună
cu dor în priviri și inimă blândă
să așternem punți de foc peste veșnicii…

Meditație

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Privesc seara în valuri și ating stelele umede,
ascult șoapte lăsate de spumă între stâncile singure – 
e o liniște zgomotoasă ce se așterne peste noapte
și briza rece răscolește nisip fierbinte…

Mă scutur de gânduri, 
mă golesc de forme,
pierd fragmente din Eul prescris;
liniștea devine adâncă,
nisipul rece,
stele statice,
stânci și mai singure…
Apa curge pe piele,
briza dispare,
încet,
tăcere…

Privirea alunecă peste stele,
sunt ochi ce coboară cu roiuri de pulberi ce urcă,
peste infinit plutește o părere…

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…