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Rainy Days

The elusive view, at all ends,
collides with grey walls
and 'sun' is still just an empty word.
The trees freeze, wet and bare.
The women walk wrapped in their coats
and the rain rushes incessantly.
Once when I was still a little boy,
the sky was always blue and clear
and all the clouds were edged with gold.
Now that I am older,
all the splendour is gone.
The rain rushes, the world has changed.
 

Cracks

I had a rare violin
with wonderful bronzed, bright, strong
sides and clear,
authentic, old ribs.
Slant only at the bottom,
visible to no laymen.
It cracked and its elegant music
became a peculiar, harsh,
wounded, sick moaning.
Crows are also ravens.
Whoever wants to sound
whoever wants to sing songs,
must not have any cracks.
 

Brother of the Wind

Beyond the clouds
Slept my freedom
I found it captive
Crying its bitter loneliness
I dreamed that its cry
Embraced my spirit
I had a dream
I dreamed of being part of the sky.
 
I traveled with the wind
Dancing in the storm
I gave him my lost soul
Looking for his friendship
I felt his lament
Descend from on high
He offered me his home
I will be his brother.
 
I'll not stop dreaming
Nor will I lose your lament
I only yearn to be a brother of the wind
I had a dream
I dreamed I was part of the sky.
 

The World No Longer Blooms

The world no longer blooms for me.
No winds, nor birdcalls summon me,
and as I walk my narrow path,
no friend accompanies me.
 
Now, when I see the valley where
I spent my youth, in happiness,
I only see true danger
and bitter grief.
 
If I went down that path again
to satisfy my homesickness,
then there, like everywhere, I'd see
my death stand in my way.
 

My song

When the computer is turned off and the phone is silent
Let me come to you tonight
I want to learn the first steps
And begin the first song
 
Far is the star's path
To where I should lead you?
On a little pathway along the Gauja?
 
Those are the words from my nation
And my song is also from them
And I know nobody's going to sing it
In my place
 
Say Northern wind
From where there's such obstinacy in me?
After the thunderstorm there always will be the sun
After the night always will be the morning
 
And you glowing bonfire
With you I can warm up and burn
To see in thick darkness
To jump over you in Midsummer
 
I take a step closer
And I feel that you are there
If I could always stand like that -
Between the moment and the eternity
 

The Butterfly

A pain had come upon me
and as I wandered through the fields,
I came upon a butterfly,
that was so white and scarlet-red,
flutter in the wind.
 
Oh! Those childhood years, back then
the world was clear as dawn,
and the sky was still so close.
That was the final time I saw
you spread your beautiful wings.
 
You, colourful soft fluttering one,
that flew to me from Heaven.
See how estranged and full of shame
I stand before your deep divine
brightness with my dull eyes!
 
The white and red butterfly
soared through the field.
When I continued on my way,
daydreaming, a silent glory from
Heaven was by my side.
 

Pruned Oak

Oh oak tree, how they have pruned you.
Now you stand odd and strangely shaped!
You were hacked a hundred times
until you had nothing left but spite and will!
I am like you, so many insults and humiliations
could not shatter my link with life.
And every day I raise my head
beyond countless insults towards new light.
What in me was once gentle, sweet and tender
this world has ridiculed to death.
But my true self cannot be murdered.
I am at peace and reconciled.
I grow new leaves with patience
from branches hacked a hundred times.
In spite of all the pain and sorrow
I'm still in love with this mad, mad world.
 

From My Childhood

From my childhood
A sound wafts after me,
A sound that once promised me happiness --
Without it, living would be far too hard.
When its magic does not sound,
I am left without light,
I see fear and darkness all around me.
But ever again through the suffering,
Which I acquired for myself,
The sweet tone full of bliss rings out,
The tone that no pain and no guilt has spoiled.
 
You dear voice,
Light in my house,
Never again let yourself be extinguished,
Never close your blue eyes!
Else the world shall lose
All its lovely radiance,
Star upon star would fall,
And I would stand alone.
 

Listen, marmoreal towers.

Thou art beloved, listen! These marmoreal towers are valueble, but thy beauty is in a class of its own.
My heart is governed by thou from this day onwards,
thou win my heart.
 
Thou art beloved, listen! These marmoreal towers are valueble, but thy beauty is in a class of its own.
My heart is governed by thou from this day onwards,
thou win this heart.
 
I was living, but tedious when thou were not there.
Since I had thou, after your intimacy, I am very happy.
 
Thou art beloved, listen! These stars of the skies are valuable, but thy beauty is in a class of its own.
 
Lo! My dreams out of thy sleeps, heralds that it becomes true overnight.
Thou art beloved, phenomena of heaven are valuable, but thy beauty is in a class of its own.
Thou art beloved, listen! These marmoreal towers are valueble, but thy beauty is in a class of its own.
My heart is governed by thou from this day onwards,
Thou win my heart.
 

I won't forgive you

the night got longer and I couldn't tell you what happened to me and I didn't want you to feel pity for me
I suffered and never forgot. you always on my mind and you know why
 
you poisoned the honey and I ate it . I don't see life without you anymore
and I hated who hated you . I'd stay sick if your absence is my remedy
 
I swear I won't forgive you , won't forgive , won't blame you
I swear I won't forgive you , won't forgive , won't blame you
 
I've been sick for nights and I'm not okay yet but I'm still alive
only the past lived and anything else was nothing
I wrote meaningful songs and never complained
I agree with whatever the judge says
 
I followed the path of money and cared for nothing. said you're young and beautiful
today , you saw someone else and I'm sick of it . Time changes and I'll gloat over you're failure
 
I swear I won't forgive you , won't forgive , won't blame you
I swear I won't forgive you , won't forgive , won't blame you
 
Today I believed what they said about you , don't blame them
I sang about you and look what you've done . and I forgive you
 

Losing

I've tried to open this curtain
Tale between you and me
Separated by space and time
Leaving you aside Leaving me
 
I've felt I'm losing
Your love that has long gone
You've gone faraway because of my fault
Who've never acknowledge your presence
 
*
Romance divided us
It reminds me of you
Turbulent reminds me
That your love have possessed my heart
 
Cho:
Honestly I can't
Live without you I'll go crazy
If you can
Repeat back again our love
 
I will not waste you again
 
(Music solo - * - Cho:)
 
Honestly I can't
Live without you I'll go crazy
 
I will not waste you again... (2x)
 

On Ash Wednesday everything is over

On Ash Wednesday everything is over,
The vows of fidelity, they break apart
I am not supposed
To know anything about your kisses any more
How beautiful it may be
Then, everything is over
 
Toast to the joy, because today is today
Things that delight never made regret
Fill up the goblet with levity
Carnival, carnival
 
If you have the opportunity for kissing
Man, then go for it with audacity
Never say no when luck awaits you
Soon the finale will sound
 
On Ash Wednesday everything is over...
 
On Ash Wednesday everything is over...
 

Изгубљена тела

Ко је могао помислити
Да ћеш ми постати
Толика љубав
Као да су ми стално
Убацивали прах у пиће
А ја као да сам била другамо
 
Толико незрео дечак
Толико још увек дете
Поново сам кренула
Према новом самоуништењу
 
Толико мало знаш
Толико тога игноришеш
Љубав је нешто
Чему те нико није подучио
 
И ти си исти
Као сви други
Пре тебе
Вероватна сам ја крива
Шта не престајем да волим
Изгубљена тела
 
И ти си исти
Као сви други
Пре тебе
Вероватна сам ја крива
Шта не престајем да волим
Изгубљена тела
 
Ко је могао помислити
Да ћеш ми
Сломити срце
У мојим си очима
Изгледао идеално
Али то је била лаж
 
Толико незрео дечак
Толико још увек дете
Поново сам кренула
Према новом самоуништењу
 
Толико мало знаш
Толико тога игноришеш
Љубав је нешто
Чему те нико није подучио
 
И ти си исти
Као сви други
Пре тебе
Вероватна сам ја крива
Шта не престајем да волим
Изгубљена тела
 
И ти си исти
Као сви други
Пре тебе
Вероватна сам ја крива
Шта не престајем да волим
Изгубљена тела
 
Толико незрео дечак
Толико још увек дете
Поново сам кренула
Према новом самоуништењу
 
И ти си исти
Као сви други
Пре тебе
Вероватна сам ја крива
Шта не престајем да волим
Изгубљена тела
 
И ти си исти
Као сви други
Пре тебе
Вероватна сам ја крива
Шта не престајем да волим
Изгубљена тела
 

The Guitar, The Sky and The Stars

Versions: #1
Sadness plays with the black keys of the mind
even though it accidentally played a white one
With one mark I'll buy a guitar from the jukebox of the world
I hear the sound, the sound of it, it, it
no longer am I sad
 
When the guitar plays, you can't cry
When the guitar plays, you can't cry
 
A thousand gigs I already cheered up
in the backroom I tightened my string
Ever more tightly play as six
the strings of my guitar again and again
I broke one, soon another
yet I got to continue, the people, they just laughed
 
I got electricity for my electric guitar
just electricity, I need nothing more
I play the song to the end
above me the sky I'll make with its stars
 
When the guitar plays, you can't cry
When the guitar plays, you can't cry
 
So don't cry little girl in the corner of the bar
the playing of the guitar will give you its solace
It fills the space between the ears, there plays Juha Torvinen
plays by tapping partly
from the jukebox though, unfortunately
 
When the guitar plays, you can't cry
When the guitar plays, you can't cry
 
I got electricity for my electric guitar...
 

Early Summer Night

The sky thunders.
In the garden, a lime tree
stands and trembles.
It is already late.
 
Pale summer lightning
examines itself
with large, moist
eyes in the pond.
 
On swaying stems,
the flowers stand,
listening to angel's scythes
wafting past.
 
The sky thunders,
there's a breath of muggy air.
My gal shivers --
“Say, do you feel it too?'
 

She Was Following Her Path in the Woods

She was following her path in the woods,
I take it after her footsteps.
When I get alongside her,
It takes my breath away.
 
I breathe one more time,
I say a word, she startles
And she looks in another part,
And she has no answer at all.
 
But I approach her more and more,
And I talk, and I give her advice.
She defends herself with one hand
And she always looks elsewhere.
 
When I put my arm on her waist,
She is bending, wants to escape,
But I always pull her at me,
Closer to me, closer to me.
 
She doesn't want it and she wants too.
I put her head on my shoulder,
I put on her close eyes, on her mouth
Countless kisses.
 
I hug her tighter to my chest.
My breath is closer to its end.
I ask her why she is grieved,
I ask her if she loves me.
 
And she opens her eyes,
Big, and powerful, and floating:
'You are dear to me exceedingly,
But you are naughty sometimes.'
 

Before dawn

Who of us was not a victim of talk and gossip from others
Our paths separated, we believed others
Maybe I resisted myself
I'm late to learn what longing is
Does it go with the passage of time?
It wants to stay (one side)
Will the other side go away from you?
If I lose myself in this city
Can't find you before dawn
When the nights are always difficult
Your fragrance still blinds me
If I lose myself in this city
Can't find you before dawn
When the nights are always difficult
Your fragrance still blinds me
It wants to stay (one side)
Will the other side go away from you?
 

Good Hour

Strawberries glow in the garden,
their fragrance is sweet and full.
It's as though I must wait,
my mother shall soon come
through the green garden.
It's as though I am a boy
and everything was a dream,
all that I have squandered, missed out on,
gambled, lost.
This rich world of mine is still here
in the peacefulness of the garden,
everything has been granted to me,
everything belongs to me.
Dazed, I stand still
and dare not take a step
lest the fragrance disappear
and my good hour with it.
 

It's Raining Now

It's raining now
And I'm so sad.
Only when you're with me
Do I feel like I'm in Heaven.
 
I miss you,
But cherish the hope,
That I'll see you tomorrow, so,
There is no need to suffer.
 
I'm looking
Out the window,
Taking in
The wet street.
 
I miss you,
But cherish the hope
That I'll see you tomorrow, so,
There is no need to suffer.
 

Rose

Enveloped in darkness
my lips trembled in pain
I cried so much because of your words
it did not matter how much I struggled
so many promises I heard
[Unintelligible] I don't believe in anything
 
There is no solution
I only have left to pray to god
to tear out this love from my soul
 
I need your love. I'm a broken rose.
you stripped this flower and now
you left me with no path to follow
I need your love. I'm a broken rose.
Only you bring me back faith
with your voice
if you sing for me
 
I wanna need your love...
I'm a broken rose
I wanna need your love...
 
You have become an obsession
I look for you in dreams and the pain
breaks me when I see you again
 
I avoid being close to you
with fear of losing control
It is so hard not to love you
 
There is no salvation
only fear in your heart
This rose died today
 
I need your love. I'm a broken rose.
Incapable of forgetting you, I felt
less alive away from you
I need your love. I'm a broken rose.
Only you bring me back faith
with your voice
if you sing for me
 
I want to have you my love
I'm a broken rose.
I wanna need your love...
 
I need your love. I'm a broken rose.
you stripped this flower and now
you left me with no path to follow
I need your love. I'm a broken rose.
Only you bring me back faith
with your voice
if you sing for me
 
I want to have my love
I'm a broken rose.
I wanna need your love...
 

Stars of the long nights

My love,
the hand that is now writing to you may be slightly shaking
and maybe I'm shaking too but it's not fear, no,
the desire to see the sun on your face
and our children competing to see who'll grow up first.
How is the little one doing?
 
Tomorrow, yes, I'll be back.
With only a flower in my hands I'll leave
and these nights full of stars, down here, they never end,
they're so long.
I hope you'll wait for me.
 
My love,
the hand that is now writing to you hasn't changed, you know,
it's full of caresses and life, the one I'd want for us.
Gunpowder is like fog but not for me,
for me who's never known what to choose,
if not you.
 
Tomorrow, yes, I'll be back.
With only a flower in my hands I'll leave
and these nights full of stars, down here, they never end,
they're so long.
I hope you'll wait for me.
 
The partisan heads to war
he holds a rifle in his hand.
The partisan heads to war
he holds a rifle in his hand.
 
Tomorrow, yes, I'll be back.
With the same flower in the hands I'll find you
and these nights full of stars, so long, I'll look at them with you
and I'll stop shaking.
With you I'll stop shaking.
 
The partisan heads to war
he holds a rifle in his hand.
The partisan heads to war
he holds a rifle in his hand.
 
Stars of the long nights, tomorrow I'll be back.
If I'll look at you with my love I'll stop shaking.
I'll stop shaking.
 
If I'll die as a partesan,
oh farewell my beautiful, farewell my beautiful, farewell my beautiful, farewell, farewell
this is the flower of the partesan
who died for freedom.
 

Duel of the Valiant

How sad my friends are
For what I'm about to sing
They were witnesses
To the tragedy at the altar
 
I recognized Erasmus to be
A serious and formal man
From the ranch of Mr. Renato
He was the best herdsman
 
Vincent was impulsive
But with a good heart
Eleanor, the flower of the village
Made him lose his mind
 
They found themselves face to face
Eleanor looked gorgeous
And when Vincent stopped her
He wanted to abuse her honor
 
But Eleanor answered,
'I have to belong to Erasmus
Your friend must be respected
You must know that.'
 
Vincent screamed violently,
'If you won't come with me
I swear to God, I'm not lying
You won't be with him either.'
 
Vincent, very boldly
Shot her two times
She fell dead, a senseless death
But she died a virgin
 
Then he went to look for Erasmus
And Erasmus answered him
And in that shootout
At last Vincent fell
 
In the shadow of a peach tree
I have to sing a corrido1
The one of Vincent and Erasmus
Great friends of the altar
 

• 1. A corrido is a narrative song and poetry, especially popular in Mexico, that forms a ballad, of which this song is an example.

Moment Before The Storm

Once again in the darkened tumult
of the storm clouds, the sun flinches,
heats the haze to a ghastly humidity
and smiles wildly in the frightened splendor of the garden.
 
Against the deep black-blue, the red house blazes,
glaring like cinnabar, and the windows sparkle...
The next moment zaps everything out,
the light fades, a buzzing sings out into the darkness.
 
Now a white downpour races out of the night,
the rain whips the forest with heavy lashes,
lightning blinds, hail pelts, the thunder crashes on,
sneering, with bright, rattling blows.
 

Let’s get married

oh from Saturday to Monday, i have not drank, nor eaten.
oh I am unable to sleep at night because of the two words that I have not said to you.
oh what do you want from me? where you look for fate, it will find you.
oh why do you look to joke around with me? I do not owe you anything.
for you, my heart cries out, you are my soul, you are very special to me.
oh you have crazed the entire world, either kill me or let’s get married.
 

Supermarket

[Verse 1]
What's the next?
I like to catch snowflakes by mouth
Native port wine number 777 1
Sleeping with friends under the bridge
I had a dream
I had a dream (I had a dream)
Where you give to these and to those (herethere)
And I never forget (That terrible dream)
Dustmen woke up us there (Sker-Sker 2)
As usual with kicks
 
[Chorous]
Boys, it's not enough for me
I urgently need a supermarket
My heart is suffering so much
I urgently need a supermarket
Boys, it's not enough for me
I urgently need a supermarket
My heart is suffering so much
I urgently need a supermarket
 
[Verse 2]
What's next?
I like to catch snowflakes by mouth
Native port wine number 777
Friends drop off under the bridge
But I didn't sleep at all
 
[Chorous]
Boys, it's not enough for me
Boys, it's not enough for me
Boys, it's not enough for me
I urgently need a supermarket
Boys, it's not enough for me
I urgently need a supermarket
My heart is suffering so much
I urgently need a supermarket
Boys, it's not enough for me
I urgently need a supermarket
My heart is suffering so much
I urgently need a supermarket
 
[Post-chorus]
Supermarket
Supermarket
Supermarket
Supermarket
Supermarket
Supermarket
Supermarket
Supermarket
 
[Outro]
Boys, boys, give me the phone
I beg
Boys, boys, give me the phone
I beg you, that's all
Boys, boys, give me the phone
I'm suffering, yes
Boys, boys, give me the phone
Masha, Masha
Masha, Masha
Masha, Masha
 

• 1. This number has been one of the most revered figures by all ancient cultures. Hebrews, Hindus, Chinese, Greeks: all have found in these digits a connection with the universe and all sacred things
• 2. There's no translation is just a vocal sound

Hug you

How is it possible that I always see you smiling,
Someone like you, who is always so strong and special.
I cannot take it anymore, I always felt so worthless,
Nobody ever needed me by their side.
You, who are always ready for anything. Surely,
you have mocked of someone like me.
I wish I could talk to you and, maybe that way, establish a
friendship.
You, who I have envied because of all your courage, now tremble and are alone,
I see you filled with pain
But if you have ever felt the fear of a goodbye, it is only because
that dread is human.
I wish I could find the strength and courage today to hug you tight and give you my warmth.
And I think that we could speak of so many things,
little by little, yes, to allow time to put everything in place.
Tell me why I try to flee if you move away, when I was finally close
to you.
You, who are afraid today and hide your pain, carry on always
smiling but cry inside.
Listen, my heart also knows what fear is,
it has felt alone time and time again.
I wish I could find the strength and courage today to hug you tight and give you my warmth.
If you wish for it today, loneliness will leave. Close your eyes and search within your heart.
Tell me who is it, who feels tears inside and like the wind
I will erase them all.
Because you must know that loneliness is like that for everyone but because of that, never take a step back.
I wish I could find the strength and courage today to hug you tight and give you my warmth.
my heart also knows what fear is, it has felt alone time
and time again.
I wish I could find the strength and courage today to hug you tight and give you my warmth.
if you have ever felt the fear of a goodbye, it is only because
that dread is human.
I wish I could find the strength and courage today to hug you tight and give you my warmth.
 

Doesn’t Show Its Hand to You

My mind stuck in a tale
Flies human sometimes
State of human
A side of me is poor
The other one is willing
Eyes of the heart are misty
I am a dreamer smurf
 
Unless you walk on it
You are a ghost traveller on the rainbow
 
Unless you walk on it
You are a ghost traveller on the rainbow
 
Forget abour reaching the treasure deep in
[It] doesn’t show its hand to you
 
I know I never existed within you
I was always the blind man's buff in your games
I sometimes rewind
Dream about you
I am the movie
I am the one shooting it
 
Unless you walk on it
You are a ghost traveller on the rainbow
 
Unless you walk on it
You are a ghost traveller on the rainbow
 
Forget abour reaching the treasure deep in
Doesn’t show its hand to you
Doesn’t show its hand to you at all
 

If There's Love, I Don't Need Anything Else

No matter how much we are together,
It is hard to understand each other.
No matter how much we laugh together,
I end up crying when I'm alone.
Things that we can see are (often) fragile and short-lived.
So deep down in my mind, I want to be connected with you.
 
I don't need anything but love.
(You) Made me love so, so, so much that I could cry.
Questions that I can think of one after another,
all have one answer.
I don't need anything but love.
Don't sugarcoat it and face it.
Today, tomorrow, next week, and the next month too,
Have some love and live.
 
The fact that I can't be myself is,
not something that started from yesterday or today.
The more I care about this and that,
The more I act strangely, even though it's a usual thing with me.
 
I wish I could say 'I like it!' to something I like.
Things that I cannot describe in words, I want you to notice them.
 
I don't need anything but love.
I hate logic with a passion.
Words that I can think of one after another,
are all about him.
I don't need anything but love.
Don't be afraid and let's step up.
I don't care about anything that people say about me.
Have some love and live stronger than ever.
 
I don't need anything but love.
(You) Made me love so, so, so much that I could cry.
Questions that I can think of one after another,
All have one answer.
 
I don't need anything but love.
I hate logic with a passion.
Words that I can think of one after another,
Are all about him.
I don't need anything but love.
Don't be afraid and let's step up.
I don't care about anything that people say about me.
Have some love and live stronger than ever.
 

Love is Good Good

Accha Accha Acha cha Accha cha
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha cha
You, me, Akasha and everybody
Let's Accha Accha Dance Everyday!
 
What do I do? The inconvenience.
That I have twenty four seven.
A goody two shoes? I'm not that.
Morning, noon, and night, my heart throbs.
 
Falling in love is not my everything.
(What a) Super contradiction. I say that I miss you from the bottom of my heart.
Right before the last subway, I'm suddenly annoyed.
What do you want to do? (Do) You want to get mad?
Do you want to dance?!
 
Accha Accha A hot girl.
Accha Accha A hot guy.
A little more ×4 Hurry up and call me
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha cha
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha cha
A little more ×4 If I had an emotional leeway,
Would we have even fought?
 
Live as you like and dance.
(It's) Your own responsibility. That's (true) freedom.
By you, forcefully,
If I was tempted, then my heart would throb.
 
I was imagining that and obviously went straight home.
(I was) Super sane, and super into it. But I can't say I love you.
These hot, throbbed crowds.
Where did they come from? Where are they going?
Do they want to dance?!
 
Accha Accha On this earth
Accha Accha in this neighborhood
A little more ×4 I want to keep talking longer.
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha
A little more ×4 If I was waiting for the stock price to rise
Would I have been lucky and kissed you?
 
I don't ask much. I don't run away from (these) days.
But I'm not a boring person.
I want to dance!
 
Accha Accha A hot girl.
Accha Accha A hot guy.
A little more ×4 Let's sing and dance (a) Song Song!
Foo!
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha
A little more ×4 Let's make the earth slowly revolve.
Let's get to know each other more.
 
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha
You, me, Akasha, and everybody
Let's Accha Accha
Dance Tonight!
 
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha
Accha Accha Acha cha Accha
You, me, Akasha, and everybody
Let's Accha Accha
Dance Tonight!
 
Let's Accha Accha
Dance Everyday!
 

To the Sandstorm

Like sand, like drizzle
The midday sun shines on me
My arrow of rejection goes through the clouds
Hits the sky and drops it
'With my eyes closed, I see mustard flowers, a sad memory'
Ridiculous sentiment
Now I look
 
It doesn't matter whether I see it or not
The world in front of me is in a sandstorm
 
Under flowing and vanishing scattered clouds
In a shadow of a building, in a piercing autumn wind
I stand there humming
 
'Is it sweet?
Is it bitter?
Is it warm?
Is it cold?'
 
Voice, do not feel ashamed
Voice, do not hesitate
Get right under the sun!
 
I'll just ramble till someday
I greet lazy darkness
With a subtle smile
 
Always, there's a ringing
Suddenly it awakes me
It is a voice without a voice
A song without a song
 
It doesn't matter whether I see it or not
The world in front of me is in a sandstorm
Under flowing and vanishing clouds
In a shadow of a building, in a cruel autumn wind
I stand there humming
(I don't even need words)
 

Memories Of You

In the alleyway where the seasons pass
I met someone like you
Times I want to share with you
Are standing there
 
When did it start?
I started to rely on you
In a corner of my heart
Memories build up one by one
 
I keep thinking of you
I keep missing you
 
Day by day, one by one
It grows in my heart
Your breathtaking scent
Your breath comes to me
 
I closed my eyes tight
Because I was afraid of my pounding heart
Goodbye goodbye, moments that won’t ever come
Times that became mixed up without knowing
 
I want to hold onto you
But I’m letting you go
 

Nighttime Rain

Until sleep overtook me, I listened to it
and was later awakened by the sound.
Now I hear it and feel it,
its rushing roar fills the night
with a thousand voices damp and cool,
whispering, laughing, sighing.
Enchanted, I listen to the throng
of soft, flowing sounds.
After all the hard, dry sounds
of the harsh, sunny days,
how fervently it calls out, how blissfully fearful
is the rain's soft lament!
 
In the same way, a fountain of tears,
once just the childish air of sobbing,
bursts forth from a proud heart,
a heart so brittle,
and flows and laments and releases the spell
so that which had gone silent can speak
and it clears the way for new happiness and suffering
and expands the soul.