Apr 13, 2011

Call me a demon,
Last night I made an angel cry
For the umpteenth time.
I don't know what's happening to me.
And I still dream while smoking,
And I drink and I want us to be ok,
But I feel that I can't keep you any more,
And I understand you or I try to fake it.
I know you're sick of hearing
"I'm sorry, I won't do it again",
But that's who I am,
I'll probably be like this years later.
You know we never had problems about money
It was just about me changing one day,
And I'll grow up and become responsible,
And I'll start thinking
About future, health, work, home and us,
About everything that bound us once ,
And about everything that we both wanted.
So much, I can't believe how much time has passed,
Everything that we went through, especially you...
Since we met I wonder why destiny decided to make us come across each other,
And then killed all our dreams, making us suffer.
Why do we still love each other?
Why am I saying all these things?
And what for if all I'm leaving behind is ash and smoke,
And you're leaving on another road?
Why didn't I succeed to be what I wanted when I was small?
Why don't we have a son? And especially, why am i still alive?
When I know that my heart is yours and that you won't be mine,
And especially when I know that I will not love anyone else.

I just needed to see you to feel how dear you are to me...

I wish someone would bury me,
God, give me soil,
But promise me that I'll never see her cry,
promise me that You'll let me see her even if she doesn't see me,
And make her, God, please, smile again.
Give her another chance... I wasted all mine
Give her another life, hope, and me, death,
Take my cursed days and bury my body deeply,
Don't let me cry, just give me three reasons to laugh.
And please, God, let me from once in a while
Listen, while smoking, to the Gonzales brothers sing because
They are my only consolation when my heart hurts
And my tongue burns from so many bitter words
And palavers which I say without thinking,
Because I hurry and try to leave something behind while I'm still living
Each line that I say now I say it directly,
Like each step I make when I walk
Alone, I'm sure that's how it was supposed to be.
I would give my whole family for the fulfillment of a dream.
It's sad and you're sad if you listen to me.
Child, do something at least for your better living
And don't worry about losing everything you gathered in your life,
I leave you a grave next to the dead poets, but still alive,
Learn to keep your soul in ice and learn
That in the end there's only a graveyard and a lot of fog...

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