Effu
Järgi
Räämas suvelind
Hiline sügis mu tahtejõudu kildudeks taob.
Tean, see aeg pole minu jaoks.
Sulen oma hägused silmad ja viivuks siit kaon.
Tajun transformatsiooni, öö muutub aoks.
Tahan edasi minna, mind takistab aeg.
Olen liblikas ja mu tiibadel puudub puuder.
Pakane himuralt naerdes mu tundraid saeb
ja vaid mina oma piinlevaid haavu suudlen.
Ei oska enam naerda, ei nutta, ei tunda,
kui sõõrmeisse jõuab laibakoristajate hais.
Olen räämas suvelind siin tumedas tundras,
kel otsas kõik, mind päästaks vaid mai.
Eva Pärnits
Vaataks kui ennast läbi ajaloo peegli
Ta toidab ja hoiab ja katab su keha,
ta sinu eest võiks mida iganes teha.
Ta kuulab ja jagab igat viimastki muret,
ning tead, et sind koju ei toonudki kured,
kui vaatad ta silmi ja vahet ei teegi,
sest vaataks kui ennast läbi ajaloo peegli.
Ta töötab ja töötab, et teil mõlemal jaguks,
endast sulle anda kõik pole tema jaoks palju.
Nüüd mõtle, kas maakeral keegi teine veel
sind nõnda armastaks ja kaitseks kui su enda emake.
Eva Pärnits
Ja lõpus kedagi rääkivat kuulsin...
Peeglisse vaadates paistab praokil silmast pisar,
otsmikul kortsud mu nahast kooruma on visad.
Mu katkiste huulte vahelt kostub vaid ohkeid
ja hinges rebenevaid haavu kuulen aina rohkem.
Unistus laulda on minetan'd mõtte,
kadunud lootus, mis langes siia jõkke,
kus kividel põhjas on koledad kärnad
ja suvel on mõlemad kaldad siin härmas.
Püüdsin sind hüüda, et pääastaksid mind,
kogu hinge andsin ja röökis mu rind,
kuid tuulega igavikku kadus mu püüd
ja lõpus kedagi rääkivat kuulsin, et õnnelik oled sa nüüd.
Eva Pärnits
Faith & Hesitation
Everyone in real relationships
Say that they miss being free.
That they love their honies to bits
But single life is good indeed.
You get to be your own boss,
Go do what your heart desires.
It’s a paradise on Earth cos
Riding solo never expires.
But what if you’ve been strolling alone
Throughout your life, which has been fun
And get thinking, what if your tombstone
Will sit on it’s own when you’re done.
It would be a sad grave
To have your body thrown in
Cos in your life, no-one was as brave
To have you as their virtue and their sin.
I shouldn’t even consider
Th .....
The river of fear
I believe in dreams that can become real,
But they live beside the river of fear.
They are always on the other side
And the river is not narrow, it’s very wide.
It’s not filled with water,
More like lava only hotter,
Seasoned with tears from the past
And blood from your broken heart.
It doesn’t just take a thick layer of skin,
But understanding, accepting within
Of who you are and then a little bit more
To ever be able to reach the other shore.
Buying a swimsuit is not the first step,
Because the control tap is over the trek.
You must jump in and defeat your ret .....
I don't think I'm going crazy...
Everything seems to fly me by,
in these days I don’t even try
to go out and make a difference.
I don’t need grades or a job reference.
I dream because I don’t like the reality.
A couple of times a day I end up in panicking
because of the fear of losing the grip
and leaving on a mental hospital trip.
I don’t think I’m going crazy,
so I don’t need you to save me.
If anything, then I’m finding out
what my life is all about.
This growing up is like shitting bricks,
I haven’t learned these circus tricks.
So if you’ve seen more than me,
I’d learn the lesson happil .....
Live up to your dreams
Everyone desires to be popular
and the ones that don’t, lie to themselves.
A human by nature wants to please
whoever is around and does so by all means.
Though once caught up in the belief,
that everything around is cheap,
They close their eyes to their destiny,
for their conscious, it’s too big of a mystery,
and life goes on in a shallow pond,
without ever reaching the open sea or beyond.
The individual identity gets cremated,
and that’s how mainstream is created.
Live up to your dreams, not what they expect,
that’s how you’ll earn your self-respect.
Though remember .....
