Δευτέρα, 31 Αυγούστου 2009

Craig Armstrong feat Liz Fraser







...this love...
is unforgettable...
unextinguishable...
this love is a strange love...

Ανεξίτηλη αγάπη


"Τα γράμματά σου τα 'χω Αγάπη πρώτη
σε ατίμητο κουτί, μες στην καρδιά μου
τα γράμματά σου πνέουνέ σου τη νιότη
κι ανθίζουνε την όψιμη χαρά μου...

Τα γράμματά σου πάνε, Αγάπη πρώτη
βάρκες λευκές, τη σκέψη μου εκεί κάτου.
Τα γράμματά σου τάφοι, δεν τελειώνει
απάνω τους η λέξη του Θανάτου ..."

Κώστας Γ. Καρυωτάκης

Little Drops of Light


Little Drops of Light

Wake from thy dark slumber
Brush off thy earthly hesitations
Cry out for the long awaited spring
Hold tight the three divine Crystals in thy hand

Give in to the Light
With disregard for the fear of the West
Watch the dreamers of the sky and join them
And swim in the fields cherry blossoms

Hold tight! The journey is strong
With boulders and cliffs hiding beneath
But in the caves of oblivion
There will be glory and warmth in the hearth

Peel off thy decaying skin
Be born again for an ideally life
Flower again in the grey winter’s day
And glow in the mists for a new Summer’s day

Pity the souls who dare not to give in
To the blind light of their unexplored destiny
Fear for them, and let them be
For you should have known it by now…
For thee the luminous Eve is closing in…

Κυριακή, 30 Αυγούστου 2009

Gabrielle


Gabrielle

It came that White night of Hell
The sinister Angel of Death
To beguile the human Souls with its Golden Flair
To flower them with opium and jest

It wept the night of the gilded earth
Like a Child of Darkness it begged for breath
The eerie sadness crept over its wrecked citadel
And waited there to steal its eyes’ firmament

It became known to the ghastly boulevard of spite
That the Carnival of Horrors would dance about it all night
Amongst the flowering hellfires of its unforgivable lies
Gabrielle would awake in the mists and rise

“My Children”, it would cry robustly
“Time is upon our tantalizing enterprise
My renegade followers of this musical mutilation
Break thy weak silence and embrace the Dark Scorn

Fly away from the New maniacs and the Old beasts
Disturb the fragmented moments of conventionalism
And reject the expected Travesty of Life
With the Dark Trick in thy souls to guide thee in the Light

The unadorned truth will be hidden in Ancient caves
Blasted and extracted away from thee like hate
Use thy beguiling voices to enter the Savage Garden
And distort their beatific smiles to cease their govern

Awake in the shadows of Mephistopheles
And battle the Monster’s magnanimous plan
Like fiddlers of this futile earth
Play on thy music, Children of the Night

With your embracing call
The Monster shall fall
Thy heart will mend its harms
And weaken its damnable life.”

And upon a nimbus moment the Angel went
Like a Dove in its crypt it lay
For the hope that Dawn would come some day
And embrace its twigged essence in the hay

Battling the black paranoia of existence
Had led it to this perfect horror of ambience
Ghastly weathers have ceased its Soul
And blew it in the corners of the Seven Worlds

The Light approached…
Quiet and warm, like a blanket in a snow
It covered the Crying Gabrielle,
And swept its body from the Monster’s hellish hands.

No more would the road lead
To the pits Underneath…
For Gabrielle had been wounded
Healed and risen in the New Lighted Eve!

By the time I see you again


By the time I see you again, I would be an old maid.
By the time I see you again, you will be a grown man.
By the time I see you again, you would have fallen in love with someone else.
By the time I see you again, someone else will have broken your heart.
By the time I see you again, I will be a cold shadow of your past.
By the time I see you again, I will not recognise your boyish look.
By the time I see you again, you will have forgotten my charms.
By the time I see you again, I will have seen so much without you.
By the time I see you again, I will have outgrown this unbearable thought of not seeing you.
By the time I see you again, you will have surpassed my idle idealism.
By the time I see you again, you will no longer be a cynic but a romantic.
By the time I see you again, you will have created a world of your own without me in it.
By the time I see you again, I will have locked my heart so much that I will not feel you inside of me again…
But the time we meet again, we will be like mere strangers in a social gathering of penguins.
By the time I see you again, you will have forgotten how to pronounce my name right.
By the time I see you again, you will be kissing someone else in the dark.
By the time we see each other again we won’t be each other again…
By the time we see each other again…we would have forgotten each other by then…


So in the time of here and now I say to you before we part…
I loved you once…
Only could not face up to the fact that I was too selfish to make it known…
I was too selfish to let my pride and my guard down…
I let you leave; and live your life as you should….
Without me in it…
So that when we see each other again…everything will be as it should!


You here and me there
Me here and you there….

Τρίτη, 25 Αυγούστου 2009

Care


Care

When did you even care?
When you stayed silent?
Or when you talked about your miserable life?

When did you really care?
When you forgot to call?
Or when all you thought about how I should care for you?

When did you show me you cared?
When you’ve taken on new lovers and friends?
When you forgot to spell my name correctly in the mists?

Then why should I care
If you don’t...?
When you do care for me…
Then I’ll remember to care for you

I am not your toy for you to trash…
I am not your emotional ploy for you to have
I do not give a damn about you, ‘love’
So you can go to the ‘pits’ and die!


~for the people who don’t care and pretend that they do~

Δευτέρα, 24 Αυγούστου 2009

Theatre of Tragedy - And when He Falleth

A Sky Ode


A Sky Ode

It is the wrong allegiance of life
The temptation of giving in
Expecting to be swept away in sin
Like the soaring birds battling to breathe

Burning roses of a doomed earth
Holding a washed-out candle for a blue spell
Bellowing at divinity for the bestowed greed
Bowing to its call with myriad burdens amiss

Abandonment of the sweetest era has begun
The crowds roam like cattle to a lowly farm
Wooing the effort of the Master’s disguise
Hurting their feet with the nails of a spike

Fathers of Old age plead in despair
Frightened of the New unwelcoming Era
Cursing the youngsters’ demons and fears
Executing their wives rusty dreams

A journey in the cold core of existence
Guides the hope of a new love of distance
Scattering the ashes of hesitation away
Melting the ice-caps of the new born May

Leaving the heat of idealism in the shadows
Forging a blessed grin in humanity’s sordid arrows
Pushing the cocky florid gift of doom
Whilst holding for Bible the Galaxy Book

Forgiveness blends in shades of purple
In the nests of the Monster which is unheard of
A spidery scheme for the Graces of Grief
Prance like black lilies in the valley of thieves

Butcher thy soul!
Amazing immoral foes
And watch out thy slimy words
For thy end is born in the Infinite Awe!

(Inspired by Theatre of Tragedy – And when He Falleth)

Χάρις Αλεξίου - ΦΕΥΓΩ







....τώρα φεύγω.....

Κυριακή, 23 Αυγούστου 2009

Το πουλί


Το πουλί

Έφυγε….

Το μικρό ξανθό πουλί…
Για μια ανθρώπινη ψεύτικη όαση στη γη
Με όσα έμαθε και πάλεψε με αίμα και οργή
Επλάγιασε τη τελευταία του νύχτα με τα μάτια του σαν αστραπή

Εκείνη η νύχτα θυμάμαι….
Ήτανε σαν ανθρωποκτονία βουβής τέχνης
Με το πουλί να κοιτά στους Ουρανούς
Και με τα μάτια να γυμνώνει τις Θείες λέξεις

Σαν στράφηκε με δισταγμό
Στ’ ανθρώπινα παραμύθια
Έκλαψε με εγωισμό
Για της ζωής του τη συνήθεια

Επόνεσε και εμίσησε το ζοφερό παρελθόν του
Με λύπη και με κόλαση εγέμισε τ’ αγγείων των ονείρων του
Έπιασε και έσφαξε τα αισθήματα της άγνοιας
Και μες το κόκκινο φως βυθίστηκε για καθαρμό της άπνοιας

Ήταν όμορφο, μικρό και ολοζώντανο
Πριν τα ταξίδια της ανθρώπινης κλοπής.
Τον έκαναν μεγάλο, μαύρο και τρισκατάρατο
Για να κουρνιάζει μοναχό στα μονοπάτια της Άθλιας λήθης

Έφτυσε με βία κι’ αηδία το πικρό του γάλα
Σαν είδε στη κορφή του βουνού τη χαρωπή κρεμάλα
Με μανία η απέραντη κόλαση να διατρυπά την γήινη του καρδιά
Μα με σιωπές χαράς ν’ αλαλάζει για τη λύτρωση της ματωμένης σκιάς.

Κάνεις ποτές δεν νοιάστηκε
Εκείνο το πουλί να σώσει…
Με φοβέρες και βροντές
Μες τα κρύα το άφησαν να πετρώσει…

Μες τον κόσμο ετούτο της λησμονιάς
Έγειρε με προσμονή το αγέρωχο φριχτό κεφάλι του
Αφάνισε με τόλμη τ’ ασταθές αισθήματα της απανθρωπιάς
Ανοίγοντας με της υποκρισίας σιωπηλές πληγές στο φέρετρο του

Άθλιοι, δειλοί κατακτητές!
Το πουλί έτουτο δε το δάμασε το ανθρώπινο κεφάλι σας
Με πονηρές τεχνολογικές καταστροφές
Δε το λυγίσατε στους απεχθής θησαυρούς σας.

Το πουλί θα στέκεται στου γαλαξίες του σκότους
Με ξόρκια ζηλευτά θα σας μαγεύει
Μέσα από άστρα παράλογα ονειρικά
Πάντοτε τις ανεξήγητες μικρές ζωές σας θ’ ανατρέπει…

Πέταξε μικρό πουλί της Μαύρης Νιότης…
Και μοίρασε τη σιωπή…
Στους ανίδεους ιππότες της Ανθρωπότης….

Τετάρτη, 19 Αυγούστου 2009

Good bye and F*** Off


Good bye and F*** Off

I melted once in thy sin
‘Tis shameful but true
Hurting me no more
Is not up to you to do

I am half way out my grave
I am half way out of your grace
I spit on thy candy promises of idealism
And pour rat poison on your plastic deserts

I travel with the birds of steel
And biting my dust I mind to forget thee
No life of cynicism can keep me close here
I am already across the unseen world of prayer

‘Tis growing late to stay beneath you and weep
My bags are made up, so I pick up and leave
You taught me how to f*** off with such an ease
And I would be a right-out fool not to follow thy skill

Thy youth, will haunt my once sweetened dreams
But it shall always cover me in sour cream
Forget me not, dear boy,
For I was thy start, like a bittersweet toy!

And thus…I depart
From thy life and ours
For a new Sun and a new Heart
And leave thee behind my fallen facts…

The Lewd Dirge


The Lewd Dirge

A fortress beneath the stealthy clouds
Covered in sanguine air and rotten blood
Holding ambition and the vanity of the crowds
Bruising heavenly virtues with the monsters’ vows

Laugh off the misery, the hate, the pure insanity
Break it all for one moment of blissful history
Hold your squished brain in glory’s Mighty
And forget to think about humans’ own vanity

I curse all thy impudent streaks of sadness
With needles and spikes thy hearts should be stricken down
For the pollution of the Unknown Garden
Has decayed in your wanton Green flesh

Blind beggars and fools of Impatience
You cannot cease your disciplined corruption
For ‘twas your will to anesthetize the freedom of thy ambience
And leak your black vomit to the Bright gutters of horror

Fear and self-loathing for thy monstrosity I yearn
Where once was my leper heart, yours now is
Like moles you quest for exits from your vial hell
And play with the cats of authority with your peevish lives

Spiritless venal curs!
Thy wisdom deteriorates in the numbness of socialité
And blunders woes of thy livid earth
Without a soulless trace of thy human birth

Flee away, my rotten rascals of charcoal heat
I hold no anger for thy ignoramus apathy
The stars have all gone from thy preposterous lethargy
And wailed to the skies for thy axed destiny…

No more…
Nor me nor thee….
No more…
Forever the Flight will Bleed…

Τρίτη, 18 Αυγούστου 2009

A Cri de Coeur


A Cri de Coeur

I cannot say it else…
A cri de Coeur for you
My dark love so cruel…

A shout in the dark…
A touch in the silence of the past
A look in my icy heart…

Please stay for tonight…
In my dreams, my lonely dreams…
Please hold me tight, just for me…

And then when you decide to leave…
Leave your shadow in bed with me
For ‘tis your illusion that always follows me…



~for a man-child whom I never got to taste~

Blessed Sin


Blessed Sin

Kiss me again
In the rain, in the sun
In the back seat of your car

Sweat me and mould me just as you want
Squeeze me and hold my fire any way your mind yearns for
Kill me and give birth to me in your silent blazing halls
Fight with me and then dress me in lava in our empty chamber hall

Growing, its growing this inconceivable fiery crime of ours
Its blowing, yes blowing in the summer wind this passion, for us foolish lovers
The abyss spreading in our energy points of fire
My heart against yours will soon expire

Do not care for human insects of sanity no more
Only for thy insanity, this impatience grows tall
Bless my Unholy Father of Fire
Desire has overwhelmed this sinful heart of larva

Kiss me, my devil, my sin and my blessing
Grow inside my earth and feel the gift being unwrapped
Let all other life perish in our Divine Sinful fall
Blow our Candles on this Eternal Fire ball….

Δευτέρα, 17 Αυγούστου 2009

Άσμα Φωτιάς


Άσμα Φωτιάς

Νιώθω την πτώση μου στην αγκαλιά σου
Και μεταμορφώνομαι σε πυρκαγιά μέσα σου
Μπορώ να χαθώ σαν φλεγόμενος φοίνικας στα όνειρα σου
Και σαν ηφαίστειο σκοτεινό να εκραγώ μέσα στα κύτταρα σου

Άγνωστοι μεταξύ μας
Κι όμως γνωρίζω κάθε διάσταση της ψυχής σου
Κι όμως γνωρίζω κομμάτι με κομμάτι το κορμί σου
Βήμα βήμα το αναπλάθω στη μνήμη μου όταν λιώνω μέσα σου

Κόλαση ζοφερή ή απλά ένας μοναχικός έκπτωτος άγγελος
Δεν ξέρω να πω τι είσαι…
Οι σκέψεις σαν καράβια βυθίζονται στη μαύρη τρύπα της φωτιά μας
Και με καρφιά στα χέρια μου ψηλαφίζω τη παθιασμένη έννοια μας

Όλα’ γίναν διαυγή…
Μια φλόγα που τρεμοπαίζει στο κόκκινο σου το κορμί
Τα θέλω μου δε μαρτυρώ αφού όλα καταλήγουν στο εσύ
Και μοναχά τα πάθη μου ουρλιάζω μέσα στη μικρή μου τη σιωπή

Έλα κοντά μαύρε Προστάτη του βουνού μου
Κι αγκάλιασε με δυνατά να χαθούν τα κορμιά μας στους αιώνιους αγρούς μου
Να γίνουμε μια θεία πελώρια μπάλα λάβας…
Και ποτέ πια να μη νοιαστούμε για τα γήινα και άχρωμα βιώματα της κάβας

Ακόμα κι’ αν με κάψεις ώσπου να γενώ στάχτη άσπρη
Δέχομαι τη μοίρα μου μαζί σου στην αφάνεια και το σκοτάδι
Έστω και εάν λιώσω και φθαρώ από των ανθρώπων
Το τρισδιάστατο πλαστικό χάρτη…

Τρεις λέξεις αιωρούνται στο δικό μας γαλαξία…
Σα σύννεφα φωτιάς ταξιδεύουμε σε έτη φωτός από μακριά
Ψάχνοντας τη διαχρονική εστία για να ζεσταθούν
Σαν πουλιά μικρά οι δικές μας κόκκινες καρδιές να ενωθούν…

...για ένα παθιασμένο απωθημένο...

Unspoken Myth of a Thorny Heart


Unspoken Myth of a Thorny Heart

What else but speak of thy awe
When my wilful gaze is filled with yours
What else to think of but thy blazing presence
When my mind’s tanks are overflowing with your glow

Memory of love blinded my murky heart
And forgot how to feel and be in passion
Yet somehow it was reborn from the hazy summer dew
Came to the scorching pits of life for a nuisance purpose

Effort of leaving thee in the mists has overwhelmed me
Burning in seas of ice have melted the icecaps of this stone heart
And let this charming folly grow in vain
For human blindness will shy thee away

Birds of steel shall carry me away
Away from thee, away from thee
No matter the ache and the heated agony
It simply will not undo the foolish mistake of falling for you

Cannot utter any more silence of ignored loved
Cannot bleed no more in telling you how much for you I long for
Cannot express my insanity in thy childish fears
Cannot blame thee for never seeing mine

Thy flaming reddish lips are haunting my weary nights
And thy fireball body encircles mine honeyed frayed one
The animated humanity on my erected flesh drowns me little by little
And swirls me in your celestial luscious vortex of passion

Thy youth hides thee away from me
And makes the blandishments of charm ever so sweet
Away my Orpheus with thee
For no heart of mine can fall again to a passion this angry

And yet hark!, look how I bleed invisibly
Neither your entourage neither thee can see these unholy pits of me
And look how I yearn for thee, my dark angel…
My sweet beloved youngster of darkness…

World’s apart…me in hell….and you in your life…
Long gone…shadows unknown…and both on our own…
…..passion forgotten….trust unspoken
…..my sweet prince…..for thee I weep, still!

Fairies...



Νεράιδες

Ήρθαν, είδαν, ζωντάνεψαν•
Μέσα από έτη χάους και σκιάς
Σαν πελώριες μπάλες φωτός
Εμφανίστηκαν οι δεκαπέντε Νεράιδες

Όμορφες, αγέρωχες,
Γεμάτες με μύθους και μαργαριτάρια στα μαλλιά
Ολοστόλιστες με κεχριμπάρια και σμαράγδια
Να πλέουν στου ονείρου τη μαύρη ομορφιά

Σαν τις είδα εκείνο το άγνωστο βράδυ της σιωπής
Δάκρυσα που με κατάκλυσε η πελώρια ανεπιθύμητη απεραντοσύνη
Τις πάλεψα, τις μάγεψα και τους έζεψα τη γαλάζια τους καρδιά
Με άπειρες γρατζουνιές και μώλωπες μου’ κλέψαν τη μεγάλη μου μιλιά

Πλούσιες σε χάρη, τρανταχτές και με θυμάρι
Σπέρνουν δέος μέσα στο μικρό τους Τυφώνα
Ξεγελούν και αναδιπλώνονται στα κόλπα του άπειρου Χρόνου
Μεθούν και λησμονούν για τη γνώση ενός γλυκού Εωσφόρου

Νεράιδες της ψυχής
Μητέρες, σύζυγοι, αδελφές και γυναίκες της εποχής
Γεννημένες στους δώδεκα αφρούς της Δημιουργίας
Έρχονται μπροστά με τρίαινες της αόρατης εξουσίας

Ήρθα, είδαν, και ενίκησαν•
Όλα όσα ο μικρός κόσμος δεν τους επέτρεπε εκατακρεούργησαν
Και σαν συνάντησαν τη πρόκληση της Μάνας Γνώσης
Σοφές επλάστηκαν…στης Άθλιας ψευδαίσθησης τη Τόλμη…

Μικρέ μου πεντάμορφες Νεράιδες…
Μες τα όνειρα σας σφάζετε θεριά και δράκοντες…
Και με τη λάμψη των ματιών στου δώδεκα ορίζοντες…
Ξεπερνάτε ανείπωτα δεινά, σαν είστε της Σοφίας Κόρες…

Τρίτη, 11 Αυγούστου 2009

Ode to Foolishness

Ode to Foolishness

Foolish you may think I look
But I have seen what you have not
In that hollowness of existence of yours
Sobbing slowly into the mundane nights

Victim of heart you called me once
Full of hatred and spite for you thought you knew all
Like hulks in my sleep you thought you’d haunt me
Just because you were fooled by my candy exterior heart

My shell may be painted pink
But it flows of darkness underneath
Full of passion and hell growing in sleep
To melt and wither all vanity of human life

I am no angel of Life
Nor came here to absolve any people from crying
I came to destroy and perish within
Spreading creation and chaos to thee

Annihilation will overflow thy insignificant lives
And blow thy cheeks of cold to the empty seas
Crack thy golden bones of vanity rich
For ‘tis worth nor a dime nor a blink

I pain for fortune’s liberty
You pain for life’s false propriety
Cool and stone hard to snap thy grey ambition
Below the catacomb of the black angels of the Shinny blast

I loathe thy pitiful smiles!
To the underworld with your fake eye-lashes!
Heart you have not thee to blandish me with thy snaky speech
For you boast in ignorance for thy false achievements in full speed.

I will rise from the fire and fight the War
While you still rise from your foolish hibernation
‘Tis then you will find me that I chose the pathway of Great awe
That passion has led me to the carved shrine of God!

Δευτέρα, 10 Αυγούστου 2009


The seventh land

There the Boy with the golden hair stood
And looked far and beyond for something anew
His ethnic heart was pounding hard
For yearning horizons in the Seven Lands

Then the day came when the Sun embraced him
And gave him the gift of Intelligence to guide him
For the Sun whispered to the Boy ‘‘twas the right time’
For the Boy to flee from the lonely Nile with a smile

The Sun’s words shone in the Boy’s juvenile heart
And foretold him that it was his destiny to journey to the Seven Lands
But before those first footsteps of his were made the Sun forewarned
“Do not be fooled by the vain diamonds of the world!”

So the Boy, his journey began
With travels exotic in the distant Lands
With silver and golden treasures appearing from the mists
And many sweet odours honeying his dreams

The Boy was be-dazzled with jest
By the colourful wonders of the Wicked West
And temptation crept in the darkness amiss
For soon it would circle him in its spidery sleep

“My poor Boy!”, the Golden Sun’s advice you forgot
And the bestowed gift of Love was left in the darkest room of all
Blinded by the dancing lights of the Six Lands
The Boy like a dark horse pranced in Corruption’s hands

When the Seventh Land loomed in the Azure horizon
It wailed and yelled for happiness in its aprons
All its golden and beautified myths
Sparkled hope in the Boy’s destiny

The Boy was full of zest and arrogant blindness
Dashing about like a white knight in this doomed earth
With proud joy the energy wanted to resurrect
Missing the claws and his flaws that fooled him like dark puppets

The sights that the Boy set out to find
Were proven false and gloriously ‘Light’
For they held a magnanimity with ivory myths of the past
And scorching truths that would haunt the Boy’s Mighty laugh

The Boy drew back in fear by this colossal antiquity
And gazed on the people’s modern tyranny
For his gift of Life gave him leave of the mocking ability
To gloriously abhor ignorance and anonymity

Insanity held its frantic sceptre covered in green
And drove the Boy to the edge of the falling hill
But ho! Behold, the Sun came majestic to the Boy’s call
Like a giant that rose to fight all Wars

The Sun stood with its Golden embrace
Beholding the strongest smile for the Boy’s fate
And whispered softly between his teeth once again
Like he had in the past with tenderness warming his pain

“My Beloved Boy, do not despair or fear,
For every sheep might stray from the paved way of a Holy tear.
And when thorns of Cold are about to prick your head
That is when I will appear and remind you the beginning of praying

Though my Boy you were blinded
By the false Lights and the false Love promises,
This land will be your hearth in earth with no hiding
If only your shields will fall and give to New Chance a hail!

Be Captain of Souls with your Red Graces
With no Arrogance for Mentor
Lead to the cliff all your dark Vices
And battle your plastic Sanguine demons

Embrace the purity of thy past
And learn to fill the void with the Real love
Although strong twisted luscious feelings thy life might disrupt
Turn away and close thy eyes to them, for they deserve none of thy heart!”

The Boy wept that Starry February Night
As he slowly realized the calling of the Seventh Land had arrived
For all the years of riches in his vain hands
Had make him forget the Light of the Nile

There he stood again like a flower waiting to be watered
With a little more glory and a little more heart to look after
And gazed at his Father Sun and promised from then on
That the pearls of his life would shine till the infinite time’s halt!



~for the Boy who wasn't finished with that~

Δευτέρα, 3 Αυγούστου 2009

Ancient Voyage


Ancient Voyage

Wholesome and odd
Pure unknown and old
The fear circles your soul
Like a mass of spiders out of control

Lie and lie again
This time of sin
Has led you to this dark pit
Where the Sun burns and bleeds

Smiles everywhere in the yellow land
Frustration and blindness from the weary Sun
Try to grasp on knowledge’s feathered chariot
But you know not how to hold onto this ignorant riot

Encounters of people from an ancient world
Have whirled thy naughty head with fragments of shows
Not enough patience to disguise thy guilt
Not enough memory to re-build thy dreams

Still, the path seems plain enough
Whichever way you go someone will pain at heart
And the point of no return will judge thy character
For it always leads in truths no one asks for them

Keep still and hash, my little purple cat
Your skin started to rot in this place of Light
And plots have tangled your journey
In the abyss of the Azure Waters of Merry

Decision is yours alone this distant evening
It shall guide you on like a mouse on a trap
And you so faithfully will follow with a cheering
That you have gained experiences from the Cold past

Move on, to the Promised Land
You breathed in your Sweetened dreams
Dare never to look back on the fated Lost chance
For ‘tis always too late to return to the Ancient Womb of the Past!
...dedicated to a lonely traveller of heart...

Κυριακή, 2 Αυγούστου 2009

Και’ γω που δε μπορώ…


Και’ γω που δε μπορώ…

Και’ γω αγάπη μου…
Γιατί να μη μπορώ να σ’ αγαπήσω
Εσένα που βλέπω ηλιοφώτιστο
Εσένα που πικρό νεράκι στ’ όνομα σου πίνω
Γιατί το κουράγιο να μη μπορώ να βρω
Τη σκοτεινή καρδιά μου να φωτίσεις
Εσένα που στα μάτια μου είσαι η χρυσαφιά σκιά
Να μη μπορώ να σ’ αφήσω
Να μπεις σ’ αυτήν την άστατη καρδιά
Που έχει σπάσει σε μυριάδες κόκκινα γυαλιά
Και σκόρπισαν στον ουρανό
Στα χιλιάδες κρυστάλλινα αστέρια…μικρά και ματωμένα
Δε μπορώ να συνεχίσω…
Να σ’ αγαπήσω δε μπορώ, να με αφήσω δε μπορώ…
Γιατί μου σουβλίζει τη καρδιά το μέγεθος σου
Και απλά δε γίνεται η πέτρινη μου η καρδιά
Να αφεθεί στα σκοτεινά
Με τα μάτια του πελάγους σου σα με κοιτάς
Να πιστέψω, πως δε θα με πληγώσεις άλλο πια!