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Shards of Memories

Alone, he writes
Short poems on the water
Oh, to find a Chinese blossom
And old wisdom within
Romances and friendships
Bitterweet moments
Its ancient silence
Knows it all
 
Someone’s blood
Carries away a hidden string
He, too, used it to write
A few chapters
On the death of beautiful deer
A panachida1
For the youthfullness
He forgot about
 
Shards of memories that return
Those precious shards of moments
The strange man
Who spent everything on nothing
For a couple words that will get jumbled with time
 
Memories are
Dancers’ muslintransparent, delicate and feather-light cotton fabric
They come
To tell us
Stories
 
Oh, to rewind this movie just once
To turn it back just once
To turn back time just once
To the point of loss
 
Oh, to fly just once to the place
Where we no longer are
To be alone for a while
To center yourself
 
Once you know
You lose everything
Once you find out
Love is no more
 
Shards of memories that return
Those precious shards of moments
 
Memories are
Poems hidden in us
A sadness
Handed out by time
 
Memories are
Dancers’ muslin
Try to find a couple of their words
On the water
 
Oh, to rewind this movie just once
To turn it back just once
To turn back time just once
To the point of loss
 
Oh, to fly just once to the place
Where we no longer are
To be alone for a while
To center yourself
 
Once you know
You lose everything
Once you find out
Love is no more
 

• 1. a memorial service for the dead

Why Did You Change, Why

You don't come back to see me anymore,
you despise me as I'm your enemy,
you forgot that you cried for me, too
tell me, why did you change, why
you forgot that you cried for me,too
tell me why did you change, why
What an ingratitude that is,
my mind can no longer hold it,
so many sacrifices for me, how can you forget them
and now you don't suffer for me anymore
so many sacrifices for me, how can you forget them
and now you don't suffer for me anymore
As much as I hated you so much,
again my heart yearns for you,
again I look for you and I yearn for you,
come back and I'll forgive you,
again I look for you and I yearn for you,
come back and I'll forgive you.
 

North Star

p1
How is life over there at your height
Here it's like this and that, the adults are always after me
 
p2
Being up here is great, but I miss you
When I miss you a lot, I speak the language of the birds
 
(both)
I love you ( I-ge lo-ge-ve-ge-yo-ge-u)
In reality, without you I'm not going anywhere
 
p1
Sometimes the shadows on the walls scare me a lot
Sometimes I don't know how to escape their words
 
p2
I learned how to dance with the shadows on the walls
I can't really deal with their words either
 
(both)
I love you ( I-ge lo-ge-ve-ge-yo-ge-u)
In reality, I'm not going anywhere without you
 
p1
Even if I run fast, roll away, I won't let go of your hand
 
p2
I first dreamed with you, I can't give up on you, North Star
 
(both)
I love you ( I-ge lo-ge-ve-ge-yo-ge-u)
In reality, I'm not going anywhere without you
I love you ( I-ge lo-ge-ve-ge y-ge-ou)
 

Wonder(ful)*

Should I die? Should I die?
Could you bury me here,
With a gaze of yours.
Doesn't it 1 know that? Doesn't it know that?
It goes running into the deeps of its ending
 
And that! Farewell! To you!
It's a gift from me

Fathers, Mothers, Children (Barricades)

Fathers, mothers, children, raising barricades,
Workers' battalions taking to the streets.
Father left home early, to the factory gone,
Won't be coming home to us any time too soon.
The kids know well the reason why father won't return,
He's taken to the streets today and brought along his gun.
Mother too is in the street, off to sell some apples,
Leaving orphaned in the kitchen all the pots and dishes.
Don't expect to eat, says Khanele to the boys,
Because Mother has gone to help Father...
 

Deep bottom

I'm used to the mornings
but the nights are still not easy
 
I tried to get in touch with people
but to find someone like you is hard
 
I tried to forget
but it takes longer than I expected
 
I made peace with my mistakes
but one of the last days brings everything to an end
 
If I hurt you, if I tire you
If I hit you then ask my faults deep bottom
 
If I hurt you, if I tire you
If I found the right paths in a hard way while grovelling
 
I'm used to the mornings
but the nights are still not easy
 
I tried to get in touch with people
but to find someone like you is hard
 
I tried to forget
but it takes longer than I expected
 
I made peace with my mistakes
but one of the last days brings everything to an end
 
If I hurt you, if I tire you
If I hit you then ask my faults deep bottom
 
If I hurt you, if I tire you
If I found the right paths in a hard way while grovelling
 
If I hurt you, if I tire you
If I hit you then ask my faults deep bottom
 
If I hurt you, if I tire you
If I found the right paths in a hard way while grovelling
 

The country is in chaos

A girl was laying awake at night in a room,
And the chilling wind and cold were robbing her of her dreams,
of the pure things that she had in her heart.
And it was raining out in the street all night.
And so Pippi Longstocking is running away from home.
 
Let's go, let's go, let's walk together.
The stopwatch is on, let's walk through this time.
Come, give me your hand. After all, being together is not hard.
If the old year is past, we will begin anew.
 
Hungry doves are shooting out dreams,
and with their thoughts they are putting me in a mood to sing,
The days are rushing past, they are rushing past fast.
And each one tortures us.
The neighborhoods of Tbilisi are laughing for me,
since they know my woes well.
They are changing the sorrow in my heart into joy.
I expect warmth.
 
There are people out in the street. New homes,
colorful advertisments and eye-catching stands
decorate the city.
And I carry this sorrow in my heart.
What else do I have?
I am a sprout of reed.
 
Without song I will probably disappear,
as the song is my constant companion.
It is what I take in place of bread and butter,
and I carry and go through this life with it.
I believe that you will value my labor,
and so I sing.
 
It is ours, our city is ours,
The poor, the hungry are ours to provide for,
What else is there for this country?
 
We've reached the border.
We are not ashamed to go out in the street.
The days are, after all, beautiful winged horses.
Until the forest sheds all its leaves,
we will live with hope.
 
They country got messed up, and shairi is what's most important.
There's noise out in the streets.
The city has gone mad.
I am a sprout of reed growing out of the swamp.
I have a word to say, so open the window for me.
They grabbed all the money,
They emptied out the studio.
I say out loud all that I feel.
I will give you some change, if you reach your hand out.
 
It is ours, our city is ours,
The poor, the hungry are ours to provide for,
What else is there for this country?
We've reached the border.
We are not ashamed to go out in the street.
The days are, after all, beautiful winged horses.
Until the forest sheds all its leaves,
we will live with hope.
 

Migrant birds

I grew out of rocks and ashes,
And you grew in a parlor flowerpot.
I'm searching for the heart of the trail,
And you're offhandedly getting into the kinks of the mind 1
 
I grew out of rocks and steel
And you grew in a glass cage
I raised my head up to God,
And you're painting the jail in so many colours.
 
I have migrant birds for friends,
And you say that you have the clingy sort of friends.
I'm searching for my lost suns,
Tell me, what are you searching for in the smoke?
What are you searching for?
What are you searching for?
 
I grew out of rocks and ashes
And you grew in your warm den
I've looked death in the eye,
And you take your life seriously.
 
I have migrant birds for friends,
And you say that you have the clingy sort of friends.
I'm searching for my lost suns,
Tell me, what are you searching for in the smoke?
What are you searching for?
What are you searching for?
 

• 1. As in, sex kinks.

-Βασιλική Οικονομοπούλου

A date ☆ a date

That girl is nice and so is this one
I'm outta here
That guy is no good and neither is this one
They gotta do better
 
Dresses are good and so are ribbons
But not the jeans
Let's try kissing, how about tomorrow?
I don't want to return
 
Why are bad boys troublesome like this?
I can't go out
 
This 2-people road show is
a love story
Going to the restaurant is
romantic
At first you can see the stars
from the seaside terrace
But then it gets a little scary
so I will leave after all
 
Why are girls like this? I don't wanna be like this
My apologies
 
Would you like to meet and have a date
from city to city
swinging until midnight
and chatting?
 
Whispering in the bed
with a little kissing
that turns off the room's light
 
Mommy will get up
Mommy will get up
Mommy will get up
 

A Little Sad Ballerina

The audience is already gone
And the theater is almost closed
Even the whisperer had stopped to whisper
There is only one person left
Alone in the dressing room
A little sad ballerina
An old drunk wig-maker
God knows where he got drunk again
He´s stucked here as always
Gossip for 2 dl of alcohol
About with whom and where are the ballerinas
Everybody envies him that
 
The lights are turned off
From the transistor sounds Bach
There is a ballerina left alone in the dressing room
With a dry bouquet in the corner
And a smoke from the ashtray
Draft like a razor
 
And inside there in the silence of the walls
Thinner than her own shadow
A little sad ballerina
Coffee in the broken cup
Something like a foreboding
Of a weird situation without the witness
 
They found her changed there
As if she went through the wall
A plaster behind her nails
She will be missing tomorrow
In her ensemble
A pretty ballerina
 
Nobody knows what happened
Her death is not a trick
Anetka still lays on the floor
After the unhappy love story
The secrets of her empty wardrobes
A little sad ballerina
 
Everywhere is freezing cold
The colours on the walls are fading out
A the spider is weaving his web
The snow falls down on the theater
And on the floor still lays
A liitle dead ballerina
 

Breaking Me

Your heart is solemn, even with me
It cannot trust, deeply
I threw to the winds, I forgot but
All of my soul has your fingerprints on it
 
Which part of it is sadness, which part is joy
And how much of these feelings belongs to me
Mostly all we have is borrowed
 
Somebody love me, I'm good at being loved
And it would be good if it's until the next summer
How can you say anything
She may come, if she's going to come, breaking me
 
May she love big, I'm good at being loved
And it would be good if it's until the next summer
How can you say anything
She may come, if she's going to come, breaking me
 
muvaffakiyetsizleştiricileştiremeyebileceklerimizdenmişsinizcesine

Barriers

(Waiting for me for nights
River doesn't sleep, o crazy,
Tears running down the cheeks
To the chest, without cure
Sadness is a bi*ch)
 
Depends to whom... To myself, I'm yours
You are my excuse for everything bad
Escape from all the loves
You are my counter-weight
When I'm breaking myself
 
Depends to whom... To myself I'm the best
Even when I'm your pity for the end
Some madness never get tamed
But I fight
You are looking on the clock in vain
Tonight I'm stopping this world
For us
 
When you hope for me the least
Then I come, breaking all barriers
Because love is not of who keeps it better
But of who steals it better
 
Nobody figures you out
And everybody drinks you, makes scars
Only you are keeping my code
And come on already
Put the key in the correct lock
 
When you hope for me the least
Then I come, breaking all barriers
Because love is not of who keeps it better
But of who steals it better
 
Nobody figures you out
And everybody drinks you, makes scars
Only you are keeping my code
And come on already
Put the key in the correct lock
 
When you hope for me the least
Then I come, breaking all barriers
Because love is not of who keeps it better
But of who steals it better
 
Nobody figures you out
And everybody drinks you, makes scars
Only you are keeping my code
And come on already
Put the key in the correct lock
 

Деца из твог краја

Кад се напијем, треснем и испрљам се
Кад се напијем, треснем и испрљам се
Ослоним се на руке, па се подигнем
Ослоним се на руке, па се подигнем
 
Деца из твог краја ме зафркавају
Деца из твог краја ме зафркавају
„Опет си пијан“, вичу
„Опет си пијан“, вичу
 
Деца из твог краја су немогућа
Деца из твог краја су немогућа
Ухватићу их да их измлатим, па ће бити мирна
Ухватићу их да их измлатим, па ће бити мирна
 

The children of your neighbourhood

When I get drunk, fall to the ground and get soiled with mud
When I get drunk, fall to the ground and get soiled with mud
i put forth my two hands, push and stand up again
i put forth my two hands, push and stand up again
 
The children of your neighbourhood, they tease me
The children of your neighbourhood, they tease me
'Again you are drunk' they yell to me
'Again you are drunk' they yell to me
 
The children of your neighbourhood, those little rascals,
The children of your neighbourhood, those little rascals,
how i want to catch them and beat them up clean!
how i want to catch them and beat them up clean!
 

By the Phone

I'm waiting desperately by the phone
I'm waiting but I know that it will not ring
 
My hearts says
Don't wait in vain
Don't call because of your pride
Even if he loves you
You can own everything but
You should know that our love is a fortune...
 
You still love me
You know this too
Why aren't you calling me?
Not for just a moment,
I will call you for a lifetime
I don't care about my pride..
 

Nika nika marika

god god , what have you done to me , my heart is burning still
i dream about her face , to dream Marika , Nika , Nika.Nika
beautifull Marika , i have only a picture , my Marika is gone
with two new fiances
 
it was а bit that i was begging you and that i was talking to you
it was a bit crazy nights , my songs, my words
 
god god what have you done to me my heart is burnig still
and i dont have the strenght to bring you back my darling
 

The Barricades

We're crossing
The bridge over the sea.
A charm in the air.
The barricades have fallen down.
A sunset.
I'm swimming towards it.
Towards the east.
 
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Child

Old handyman with his calloused hands
Rubbed his old knees.
With dry throat, lovefull words
Old man says to child:
 
«Come, kitty, come, my heart,
His life is ray of sun for grandpa». х2
 
Chorus:
Sway-sway, little sack,
Grandpa's child.
Jump-lope, baby,
A little child.
 
Pampering child,
The old man guarded the child.
Remembering riddles,
Rejoice the child.
 
«Come, kitty, come, my heart,
His life is ray of sun for grandpa». х2
 
Chorus х2
 
Bridge
 
«Come, kitty, come, my heart,
His life is ray of sun for grandpa». х2
 
Chorus х4
 
Tibor from QS-FB

Where will you find something like this

We are done, you tell me that you want to go
That you got bored of me and now you leave me
Where will you go, where will you find something like this?
And you tell me the past is forgotten
 
How you think well of breaking up?
Each of us to find something of one's own
What idea you have that what awaits you
and you tell me the loved ones are far away
 
You bring it up without haste
You break up to find peace
Where will you go vre*, to stop the pain
And you tell me 'If I come back spit on my face.'