wind in the glass
 
„ si din cenua￯a￯, prin lupta￯, se ridica￯ ”
by: florentinalaic
 

House of spiders

adaugat pe 24 Ian 2010

    House of spiders   My empty house, my soul is full of spiders, No way to go for covering my empty day, No will to overfill the ash of my reminders, To see the thread of grass or bright my stay, Come here my hope, don`t let my soul away!!! Don`t punish me for my mistake and for my sin, I am a suffering daughter in her blindly body`s falling, Reveal me your will, as I know my God could clean My mud and wounds for come to life after collapsing, Only by Your help and love, My Lord, I`m over passing!!!   As now I`m the chaff, don`t throw me in that fire burning, I`ll try to change myself and understand your warning, And my last breath for your wisdom advice is praying. However, disappointed and comfortless, my days I`m counting, Light and peace, Your ever love - are all that I`m wanting.   What to do, my God, for You to give alms to my heart? As a helpless, I pray for my salvation and soul`s good part, To straighten my steps and fight against bad devil art. As I am in a dusty room within an old inn`s malicious chart, Wipe up my tears, Lord! I`m overwhelmed by my hungry heart.          

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08 Dec 2009

Fight for me
Fight for me   If you love me, Fight and see What hard it could be Your life without me.   If you are refused, Get it used, I am now confused So I am excused.   If you are still sorrow, Come on, throw your arrow But wait for the morrow, Poor blind mind narrow.

20 Dec 2009

Nimic
  Nimic   Nimic n-a mai ramas din dragostea ce-a fost. Ca doi straini, de viata obositi si fara rost, Cu goliciunea ne-acoperim inima moarta, Singuratate-n doi, taceri, o trista soarta.   Nimic n-a mai ramas din timpul petrecut în doi, Vad tot în cal

13 Dec 2009

Vulturul
 Vulturul   Ca vulturul sa supravietuiasca, Sa se refaca si-apoi sa traiasca, Într-un punct al vietii sale, E nevoie de schimbare.   Optiunea este grea si presupune O moarte lenta atunci când apune Sau un proces de transformare, Cerându-i vulturul

13 Dec 2009

White dress
  White dress   Poor girl walking on the street, For three days she didn`t eat, Her cotton dress was old, Her thin body – very cold.   Winter wind was blowing harsh, Suddenly, I heard a crash, One moment… girl was down, Blood… on all white town

07 Dec 2009

Am nevoie de tine
 Am nevoie de tine   Am nevoie de mâna ta Sa sprijine calea mea, De pieptul si de bratul tau, Sa-mbratiseze sânul meu, De aroma corpului tau, Sa-mprospateze trupul meu, De respiratia si de gura ta, Sa racoreasca suflarea mea.   Am nevoie de zâmbe