вторник, октомври 30, 2012

Take my hand

Take my hand
And lead me to the sun
Where he will embrace me.

I will dance
In his arms I will squirm
Like a snake.

I will fight to breathe
And at the end I'll burn
In his lava flames.

Take my hand
And lead me to the water
Where he will caress me.

I will sing to him
For his love I will fight
Because it's him who I crave.

And I will be a siren -
The last creature
A sailor shall ever see.

Take my hand
And lead me to the wind
Where he will kiss me.

He'll freeze my flesh
Deep down to my bones
So I shall become cold hearted.

I'll fly with the eagles
Hunt my preys
And die naked in the cold rain.

Take my hand
And bring me to the earth
Where he will hold me tight.

Bury me deep down in the ground
Take my every living cell
And turn me into dust.

And then the lovely sun will warm me
The wind will blow away the dirt on top of me
The water will wash away my tears and sorrow
I will rise
And will never feel the emptiness
For this life is just borrowed.

петък, октомври 19, 2012

Липсваш ни!



И днес слушам едни от любимите ти песни. Онези, които иначе често отбягвам, защото от спомените все още боли.


Today I stumbled from my bed
With thunder crashing in my head
And my pillow still wet
From last night's tears
And as I think of giving up
A voice inside my coffee-cup
Kept crying out
Ringing in my ears

Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry

Why are children always first
To feel the pain and hurt the worst
It's cruel but somehow
It just don't seem right
'Cause every time I cry I know
It hurts my little children so
And I wonder will it be the same tonight

Don't cry daddy
Daddy, please don't cry
Daddy, you've still got me and little Tommy
Together we'll find a brand new mommy
Daddy, daddy, please laugh again
Daddy ride us on your back again
Oh, daddy, please don't cry
Oh, daddy, please don't cry

сряда, октомври 17, 2012

How To Get A Job Like Mine

Съвети на Кърт Вонегът към млади писатели. Разкошен...

"Don't use semicolons. They stand for absolutely nothing. They are transvestite hermaphrodites. They are just a way of showing off. To show that you have been to college."

"Great literature "Moby-Dick", "Huckleberry Finn", "A farewell to arms"... They're all about how stinky it is to be a human being."

"If you really want to hurt your parents, and you don't have the courage to be a homosexual, the least you can do is go into the arts."

"Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow."

вторник, октомври 16, 2012

По терлици

Това са дните, в които работя от вкъщи. "По пижама".

С кафето, лаптопа и... котката на импровизираното ми бюро:




 

Май ще започна да ги харесвам :).

понеделник, октомври 15, 2012

Nina Simone - Here Comes the Sun

Защото каквато и пустош,
каквато и зима
да е вилняла из душата
и разбърквала мисълта
вледенявала сърцето...

Слънцето винаги изгрява.
И всичко ще бъде наред!



Here comes the sun Little Darlin',
here comes the sun I say,
it's all right,
it's all right

Little Darlin'
it's been a long cold and lonely winter,
Little Darlin'
it feels like years since you've been here.

Little Darlin'
the smiles have returned to the faces now.
Little Darlin' it seems like years since you've been here

Little Darlin',
it's been a long cold lonely winter,
Little Darlin'
it feels like years since you've been here.

Here comes the sun,
aren't you glad to see it.
I say it's all right

Here comes the sun Little Darlin',
I say it's alright
Here comes the sun,
Here comes the sun
I say
Little Darlin',
it seems like years since you've been here
Little Darlin'
here comes the sun.
It's all right
You can come on out
It's alright now.

неделя, октомври 14, 2012

I want to live
But I'm tired of living.
I want to breathe
But my lungs
refuse breathing.
I want to see
But my eyes just stopped seeing.

I want to love
But my heart is now gone
broken.
I want to smile
But my mouth just can't open
I want my joy
But the joy is blown away.

I want to feel
But how can I feel
When everything inside is dead?
I want to be whole
but the whole is now scattered
Into million pieces.

I need time,
Is there some time
Enough time
at all?!

петък, октомври 05, 2012

Miss Me–But Let Me Go!

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little–but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me–but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss Me–But Let me Go!

Edgar A. Guest