Sõnale child leiti 15 luuletust
Parents, think about it..
Have you ever think about,
what your doing to them..?
How your word hurts,
have you no shame..?
We all take it in difference ways,
some may defend, some may cry.
Wanna know, what they do or try
or you don't care at all..?
Parents should support their little ones...
THEN WHY YOU MAKE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOUR KIDS!!!
Loving one than the other,
youth needs to be counted...
Have you realised, how she feels,
when she sees sibling getting all,
but you gave her the cold shoulder
and she feels so left out...
Have you think about it,
what they do behind your back..?
They might .....
My Baby
My baby is walking and talking,
my baby is rolling and crawling,
my baby is looking around -
my baby is buzy!
My baby is kicking and picking,
my baby is grabbing and dragging,
my baby is playing around -
my baby is buzy!
My baby is singing and swinging,
my baby is thinking and blinking,
my baby is laying around -
my baby is buzy!
My baby does wiggle and giggle,
my baby does breathe and sneeze,
my baby does wonder around -
my baby is happy!
/Mari*Uri/
Manic Street Preachers - If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next
Tulevik õpetab sind üksi olema
Olevik karta ja olla külm
"Niisiis, kui ma võin tulistada küülikuid, siis ma võin tulistada fašiste"
Kuulid sinu ajule täna
Kuid me unustame selle kõik jällegi
Pliiatsist paberile pandud monumendid
Teeb minust arameelse ime
Ja kui te seda talute, on teie lapsed järgmised
Ja kui te seda talute, on teie lapsed järgmised
On järgmised, järgmised, järgmised
Gravitatsioon hoiab mu pea all
Või on see häbi
Olla nii noor ja nii edev
Täna augud sul peas
Aga ma olen patsifist
Olen kõndinud Las Ramblasel, kuid mitte tegeliku kavatsu .....
I
Nothing more,
nothing less
but a memory, clouding my lungs.
Once so vibrant, now faded to dust.
The faint beating of broken hearts,
left under a layer of betrayal and regret.
Emotions,
that have been superglued to a place long gone.
Burnt flags.
Ruined childhoods.
Alliances that brought chaos.
Secrets that brought death.
Sõnum (The Message)
mõnikord on see nagu džungel
see paneb mind mõtlema
kuidas ma mulla alla ei satu
klaasikillud igal pool
Inimesed pissivad trepil
neid lihtsalt ei huvita
ma ei talu haisu
ei talu seda müra
ning mul pole raha
et välja kolida
rotid eesruumis
prussakad taga
narkarid alleel
pesapallikurikaga
üritasin põgeneda
kuid ei jõudnud kaugele
puksiir võttis mu auto
nüüd pole minna kusagile
ära suru mind
sest ma olen ääre lähedal
püüan mitte enda pead kaotada
aknast väljas
vaatan kuidas autod mööduvad
hull daam
kes elab kotis
sööb prügikastidest
oli v .....
Ema portree Portrait of my Mother
See on mu ema portree. This is a portrait of my mother.
Käed tööväsimusest vajunud sülle. Hands sunk in her lap from work-weariness
Ja mina kusagil tühjas ruumis And I somewhere in empty space
hüplev alp harakas a conceited, hopping magpie
laia taevalaotuse all. under a broad sky.
Prillid on kukkunud lahti löödud raamatule. Her glasses have fallen on to the knocked-open book.
Suur Jumal hoia mu poega. Great Lord, look after my son.
Vihm vasardab vast .....
A Tailor Called Sorrow
Yesterday in drizzling rain
on the road,
depression came
with its scissors open.
He put unhappy shirts
around the necks
of children,
and stitched black markings
on the lives of others.
Around the red faces
the tailor called sorrow
let a cloth with death silk
in it
hang,
and mingled white basting thread
in their hair.
Eigth Elegy
Infinite progressions of blue gradually shade
into an Estonian childhood, my father's eyes,
the fragrant beehive of a paneled veranda
where I caught first the form of radiant windows
and my language, Finno-Ugric, not Indo-European,
a marvel of music and breathtaking brevity.
The same vowel harmonies took me later
to the labyrinthine lakes of Finland
which mirror similar constellations of the soul,
where just a transparency separates
heaven from earth, salmon leap
right through your heart, and you soon know
where the world ends and how and why.
A piece of ice tells it, so does polished glass,
b .....
Invisible love
The thing you do, the things you say,
Is almost telling me that way,
That i might fly around a world
And feel and know, that there is a Lord,
Who hold's me tight, who breath's with me
And there is nothing else to see.
Who treasures every moment, yes
Its you - my real happyness!
This kinda childish way you smile
And way, you're quiet for awhile...
Each morning wakes me up in bed
To read again, what you have sayed...
About you realy being troe
Is nothing else i have to do,
But seing your smile wich makes uplow
You took my heart - i love it so
Broken soul
I have been hurt sense i got sisters
nobody really understands,
what i go through everyday.
I cry to sleep every night.
You dont see my hurt yet,
cuz i never show it.
Letting you think am alright,
can you see me right through?
Am all alone in my mess.
I can tell you my pain,
but it dosen't take the pressure off my chest.
I live with a broken soul.
I cut myself to feel the actual pain.
I had love, what broke me,
now i have no trust against boys,
cuz he broke me along with my childhood.
You can try to fix me or cheer me up
It's never gonna help,
cuz the pain is too re .....
ode to hip hop
I've decided to take destiny into my own hands
You probably can't understand but for me life is bland
And I have this constant hollow feeling
Days are cold, dark and filled with sorrow
Raining clouds from under my ceiling
Dealing with it all would take a person very strong
By the time you hear this I will be gone
Along with my existence will be a way of life for many
I gave some substance, knowledge
And in returned was used to make a petty penny
They've defeated my purpose, deleted my work
Cheated me, seated me underground and wound up bringing me to the surface
They corrupted my .....
My best brother
My best brother,
who dares,
but I don't care,
what that is.
I don't care,
if he drinks.
I don't dare,
him, what to do.
He's always sleepy,
but never hungry.
He has a girlfriend
and good friend.
He is very kind
and funny.
Almost blind
and bunny.
He's such a bully,
but sometimes, ho got carried away,
but it's his bad way,
he's so scary.
He's so childish,
like a fish.
Candy doll or a broken childhood?
Wind played the girl's hair
She was a quiet and small - too delicate to understand
Wind played the girl's fingers
She was a quiet and small - to delicate to understand
Memories, which all fitted box;
Wishes were fulfilled seconds;
Words that are never left without saying;
Holes in the dresses, which were corrected;
It was her nice childhood
The candy thief, which remained unseen;
Drawings, which remained unfinished;
Colors that were left untouched;
It was her nice childhood.
She never played in the sandbox;
She never played volleyball;
She never played a snowball .....
life
There was a hidden meaning in every word I ever said to you and you should know what is true
About the thing called love you´re a real heartbreaker and you broke my heart into two
I´m feeling so lonely through the night,lying in my bed
I will follow the moon in the midnight hour and I will see tonight a wild wild rose on black lace
Found myself lonely drowning in my tears,this time anymore I can´t trust your pretty face
I´m feeling sadness over you through the day,I´m feeling so sad
It would take me forever to find a place where my heart belongs
I´m tired of sadness and I´m tire .....
