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The last song about her

It would be better if I couldn't write songs,
And these ones didn't become something to you
But, maybe, other way, if it wasn't she —
I would be nobody with scars on my hands.
 
What if all of this was just a dream?
Maybe, I haven't come to mind after all of these pills.
I mixed up everything straying in my own dreams.
Maybe, she doesn't exist and I'm going insane?
Stop!
 
But, the jacket of mine that smells like your perfume.
The bought tickets are still in that pocket.
The paid book of that Murakami that was read by you, I know it.
And all these people remind me again.
Forgive me for telling them everything.
Forgive me for starting to fall in love with Reminiscence again...
 
In the city of hurrying people, I'll write the last song about her.
I'll write the last song about her... I'll write the last song about her...
In the city of hurrying people, I'll write the last song about her.
I'll write the last song about her... I'll write the last song about her...
 
You'll call me when I'll have just forgotten about you.
We'll be talking about the things we couldn't work out.
Hours will pass and I'll understand — you have to go.
And I'll tell you 'See you again' but you'll say 'Farewell'
Screw it! I'm tired of thinking about the past.
Carrying it everywhere just like stones on soles.
But a new day won't come in old patterns
Until you throw away everything reminding of her.
If the Sun leaves, I'll burn my body for you,
Not acknowledging what I'll do, who you are and what it is for.
Though, your sheets are the same as you, drabbled by someone else.
 
I'll throw myself down,
Throw myself to them.
It's up only to you: to catch or not to catch.
Hey, but—
 
In the city of hurrying people, I'll write the last song about her.
I'll write the last song about her... I'll write the last song about her...
In the city of hurrying people, I'll write the last song about her.
I'll write the last song about her... I'll write the last song about her...
In the city of hurrying people, I'll write the last song about her.
I'll write the last song about her... I'll write the last song about her...
In the city of hurrying people, I'll write the last song about her.
I'll write the last song about her... I'll write the last song about her...
In the city of hurrying people, I'll write the last song about her.
I'll write the last song about her... I'll write the last song about her...
In the city of hurrying people, I'll write the last song about her.
I'll write the last song about her... I'll write the last song about her...
In the city of hurrying people, I'll write the last song about her.
I have written the last song about her.
 


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28.10.2024

The Enemy





My youth was but a tempest, dark and savage,
Through which, at times, a dazzling sun would shoot
The thunder and the rain have made such ravage
My garden is nigh bare of rosy fruit.
 

Now I have reached the Autumn of my thought,
And spade and rake must toil the land to save,
That fragments of my flooded fields be sought
From where the water sluices out a grave.
 

Who knows if the new flowers my dreams prefigure,
In this washed soil should find, as by a sluit,
The mystic nourishment to give them vigour?
 

Time swallows up our life, O ruthless rigour!
And the dark foe that nibbles our heart's root,
Grows on our blood the stronger and the bigger!
 


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28.10.2024

The day you and this planet disappeared





Trapped inside a steel cage, a pair of deep blue eyes
Stuck in this rotten world, where we were born
My heart was shut ice cold, the sky gray full of ash
Even so, I got to meet you
 

Your silver locks of hair were suddenly dyed red
We held so tightly in a warm embrace
My only purpose was protecting you, but still
Even so, you became a star
 

The lights they shine as bright as dying stars
I shall forget about you and this universe
'Please answer me' My voice hoarse as I call you
And my feelings, forever washed away
 

I walk under the sky caressed by the cold rain
Cut through the barren land, sharp as a blade
As if the countless stars were washed away by blood
That was the day you disappeared
 

The lights they shine as bright as dying stars
I shall forget about you and this universe
'Please answer me' My voice hoarse as I call you
And my feelings, forever washed away
 

So please forget, forget we ever met
And let me hear you and all of the stars above
'Please answer me' My voice hoarse as I call you
And my feelings, forever washed away
 

Please answer me...
 

Please look for me...
 

As we embrace I let out all my strength
And let the light engulf all that we know
Even my feelings will be washed away
 


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28.10.2024

When you go on a trip





When you go on a trip, you sometimes realize
What is important?
What is important?
 

When you go on a trip, you sometimes realize
Who is the person you love?
What is the thing you love?
 

Every time I meet myself
Everything passes
What is the thing that remains?
 

When you go on a trip, you sometimes realize
Every time I meet myself
That's why I'm a little scared
 

When you go on a trip, you sometimes realize
I want to meet myself
Today, I'm going on a trip again
 

Why do you show your face here?
Why do I remember those words here?
There are so many things I don't understand
I don't understand 'myself' the most
That's why I go on a trip
 

What is important?
Who is the person I love?
 


28.10.2024

Like there are stars in the sky





Like there are stars in the sky
Like there's sand on the beach
There's only one thing in my heart
I had a small dream
 

Like the wind blowing east
Like the river flowing
With the passage of time
My one and only small dream has vanished
 

Lonely, lonely, staring at the stars
Alone, alone, covered in tears
Everything everything is
Although it's over
Everything around me
Although it has disappeared
 

Like a light rain in spring
Like dead leaves falling in autumn
It seems like everyone has that
It's just a change of seasons