Sõnale snow leiti 12 luuletust
Do not stand at my grave and weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep:
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starshine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry:
I am not there; I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye
Please come home
My darling,
Autumn's already here,
Although summer is not over yet,
But the wind is cold and the sun is low,
And you are not here,
So please come home.
My darling,
Winter's already here,
Although autumn is not over yet,
But the snow snowdrift and the leaves are gone,
And you are not here,
So please come home.
My darling,
Spring's already here,
Although winter is not over yet,
But the apple trees are blooming and the sun shines,
And you are not here,
So please come home.
Because
I miss you
So damn much
.....
Is it life or is it love?
What is life and what is love?
It is below as is above.
We can cry a thousand tears.
Or we can wait a hundred years.
We could sail the seven seas
and climb above the highest trees.
We would laugh and we would cry.
With life itself among our side.
Take my hand and we shall go.
To touch the sands, to touch the snow.
At night the moon shall make our way.
So in the dark, we will not stray.
A hundred years I will commit.
To make the road we walk stay lit.
A tiny thing I ask of you.
To me and us will you be true?
Christmas in Never Ever Land
There´s no snow behind his window
There´s no warmth in fireplace
Bowl of gingerbreads on table
But no flavor and no taste
He can hear the church bells ringing
And the carols from afar
Someone´s calling him and singing
Come and get your gift, my love
It´s christmas in the Netherlands
It´s christmas in New York
But in the Never Ever Land
There are no merry dwarfs
It´s christmas in the fairytale
It´s christmas in my song
And even from the christmas sales
One could bring some along
Christmas eves are filled with laughter
Holy nights are filled with joy
But the Neve .....
You're my first
You're my first hot sun,
If it is summer outside,
Even if I really hate it.
You're my first red leaf,
If it is autumn outside,
Even if I really hate it.
You're my first snowflake
If it is winter outside,
Even if I really hate it.
You're my first snowdrop,
If it is spring outside,
Even if I really hate it.
Because the truth is that
I love you more than
Anything else.
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 .....
Just today
Just today, I can't see you again,
Yesterday you did reached a hand out to me.
Hundredth of snow and my cheeks were red,
You stood and watched me.
Just today, you never call me again,
Yesterday, you were sorry.
It rains and my hands are cold,
You stood and kept them warm.
But not any more,
You are no longer with me,
You are dead.