Sõnale was leiti 75 luuletust
Blind Willie McTell - You Was Born to Die
Ei taha ühtegi naist, kes ringi jookseb
Tänavatel, käitudes nagu kasutu kloun
Panid mind armastama ja panid mind nutma
Peaksid meeles pidama, et oled sündinud surema
Mõned joad on kollased, midagi musta ja pruuni värvi
Mul on must naine, varem oli linnanaine
Panid mind ennast armastama ja panid mind nutma
Peaksid meeles pidama, et oled sündinud surema
Olen hommikul kodus, nägu pahameelt täis
Ma tean seda, et sa oled ringi jooksnud
Panid mind ennast armastama ja panid mind nutma
Peaksid meeles pidama, et oled sündinud surema
Vaata nüüd, naine, anna mulle oma .....
If it was so
If your eyes could really see,
would you see what comes to be?
If mirrors would show us our fate,
would you stare and take the hate?
If love was given all to free,
Would it mean so much to me?
If true lovers never met,
Would they be a hopeless wreck?
If you could only do what's right,
Would we distinguish day from night?
If life was endless and controlled,
Would you always act as told?
If you stopped and walked away,
What would really make you stay?
If you could have all you wanted,
Would you give up all you have?
It was dark
One day i woke up,
it was cold and it was dark.
Where's sunshine?
Where are all the flowers?
What happened?
Im so weak,
where are all my powers?
I felt so sick,
i felt so bad.
I was so scared,
and everything got bad.
I finally found you,
but you were mad.
You told me that it's my fault,
you told that it was me
who made the world so dark...
When I was your girl
I'm just lying here;
I'm just lying here and look at our old photos,
and I feel that I am going to break our love,
because I remember when I was your girl.
I'm just lying here;
I'm just lying here and I read our old messages,
and I feel that I am going to break our longing,
because I remember when I was your girl.
I'm just lying here;
I'm just lying here and look at our old books,
and I feel that I am going to break our words,
because I remember when I was your girl.
And it was a long time ago - when you were still alive.
Someone nearby
A long while I am prepared,
Keep waiting patiently for the time,
My happiness finally gets shared,
And appears someone by my side...
Although I got used to,
Used to perpetually refuse,
Used to doubtlessly decry,
At once I want someone nearby,
To relish in magnificent views,
To get ourselves free from pain,
To anticipate upcoming news,
To rejoice within succeeded aims.
To determine further steps to be smooth,
To sense the restlessness being soothed.
Although I got used to,
Wish about someone nearby,
Who would catch my sight,
I am afraid I would accuse,
Of not being my look .....
River flow
It could have turned 5 years,
But you`ve broken the vessel,
I couldn`t have expected,
It will even lead to tears.
It got pointless – our overview,
Much was done, but unless it,
I would have never suspected,
It would after all become you...
That time made by us,
Seemed to be filled,
With genuine joy and glow,
Once you`ve broken a vessel,
Thus have failed a single task,
So the onetime joy has now spilled –
Carried away by the river flow,
Why have you been so careless?
Meeldivas üksinduse kütkes
Одиночество,
Одной быть дало мне честь,
Говоря искренне очень, честно,
Столь манящее оно, совершенно,
Стало быть, дружба с нею неизменна,
Жизнь навеяла в этом быть уверенной,
Не раскрыло тайну, оно, несомненно,
Что наравне с покоем попеременным,
Столь мучительное оно одновременно…
Снова навлекли энтропию,
Нет стремления п .....
the little girl
The girl felt super sad,
cause of being left behind.
The one and only friend,
she had was just sand.
Her mom didn't care about her,
that she exists with her in there,
only her siblings were the world
She asked so much, to be loved,
once she wanted to be the centre of attention,
but her mother didn't let go of her own obsession.
She started to cut, to feel the pain,
to cover up the broken heart,
Her soul started to stain,
and she felt that life is just a game
Her anxiety got worse over time
and she formed a brutal depression.
Her mom is the one .....
Cross On Spiders
There was a cross
On every spider
Who I came
Across
Noone told me
To look out for
Misery plus loss
Let's make it simple
Make it safe
Make it sweet
And sound
'Cause all I have
Dropped in a hallway
In the bedroom
I have found
Believe in faith
Have trust in love
And wish for best of luck
Have dignity
Keep potence
And please
Do not give a fuck
/Mari*Uri/
III - Her
The lingering smell of her.
Ever so present in my memories
Ghosting Its fingers over me.
Leaving behind a want,
a need so desperate – almost dizzying.
Blurred lines of her figure,
casting themselves behind my eyelids.
So real in my mind's eye... yet
nowhere once I open them.
It's like she was never there.
Just the ghost of her left behind.
Now taunting me, driving me crazy.
Playing with my feelings,
tearing open healed wounds – making them bleed all over again
and again
and again.
4. juuli klatš
Peaks jänkidele õnne soovima
aga ka fakte sirvima
et, kuidas uu ess ja aa
ilma laimamata täna ei saa;
kui lõid kolonistid riigi
oli see põliselanike kodu niigi
kõlas prantsuse, saksa, hollandi keelt
ja valged oli briti aktsentidega meelt;
isegi George Washington
uskus, et inglane on
kui prantsuse kolonistidega sõdis
suurte kaotustega võit päädis;
pärast 4. juulit
arenes põrgu kõigilt
kes põliselanike hävitasid
valge mehe patud kasvasid;
kõige uhkemad teevad pauku ja grilli
ja puhutakse tänaval vilepilli
võtke seda rahu enne tormi vaatega
enne, kui .....
All Things
All things bright and beautiful
All creatures great and small
All things wise and wonderful
`T was God that made them all
Each little flower that opens
Each little bird that sings
He made their glowing colours
And made their tiny wings
The purple headed mountains
The river running by
The sunset and the morning
That brightens up the sky
The cold wind in the winter
The pleasant summer sun
The ripe fruits in the garden
He made them every one
He gave us eyes to see them
And lips that we might tell
How great is the Almighty
How has made all things well
All things brigh .....
In the end
In the eve
of all my days
I will leave
will stop my ways
Where to go
what will be next
noone knows
no written text
But inside me
is my belief
is solid strong
that we will see
But now they're waiting
holding breath
but they are waiting
where I belong
My life was gift
my death is way
please let me drift
please let me go
Oh you still have
some words to say
say them please
and let me go
I will go
and you will stay
no need to cry
no need for pray
At the end
of all my nights
need no tears
just memorize
Once a year
turn little lights
please dont send
me m .....
Christmas
The golden Christmas stars shine down
With a cheerful Christmas glow,
And twinkle a Yuletide message
To the busy world below;
They tell of the peace and good will
The Christmas time brings to earth,
The peace and good will all should feel
Oh, I wish I was an angel on the tree
I’d give every girl and boy
Lots of Christmas peace and joy
Life goes
It is so funny, how life really goes.
The older you get, the faster it shows.
We had our moments, of love and of war.
Chose our battles, but tell me what for?
Words that we spoke and things that we did.
Sometimes the loudest, but sometimes we hid.
All that was special, to you and to me.
Made up my story, so damn vividly.
Split in two
I have a heart,
that's split in two.
One remains in,
the other with you.
I gave you all,
I ever had.
My love, my life,
my soul to have.
You tore me up,
you took me down,
you broke my bones.
My pain was loud!
But I am here,
despite the loss.
I heal my wounds.
I bare my cross.
I rise my head,
despite the pain.
I gave up lies,
I gave up blame.
I rose anew.
And took a vow.
To never weep.
And never bow.