State of mind
„Astazi in oglinda am vazut
Omul pe care il credeam pierdut
Simplu multumit de ce vedea
Zambea !
Nu stiu daca el ma cauta
Noaptea ratacind prin mintea mea
Dar sigur stiu ca nu ne-am mai vazut
De mult !”
Vita de Vie – Ma ridic (Fetish)
Fools
Our fathers have been entangled in things
He’s been squandering, he’s been squandering
And we don’t do a thing, ‘cause we’re busy and think
We’re just wandering, we’re just a-wandering like fools
His son is his prize, he tells a few lies
He’s got his father’s eyes, it’s in his father’s eyes
And he thinks in his mind that he’s just getting by
But he’s a compromise, he’s just a compromising fool
And the stance that we take isn’t much to bear
Yeah, we leave things to change on their time
And our failure to care for it leaves us blind
‘til we’re tired and we’re crazed in the mind
Now he lies on his back, and they tell him it’s that
It’s just a heart attack, it’s just a heart attack
Too late to return to the ones that you’ve earned
No they don’t give it back, no they don’t give it back to fools
And the stance that we take isn’t much to bear
Yeah, we leave things to change on their time
And our failure to care for it leaves us blind
‘til we’re tired and we’re crazed in the mind
I’ve been, I’ve been silent
*** Versuri interesante si un ritm de care, pur si simplu nu ma mai pot satura. Superb!
Into the light
Aripi de otel ma trag incet in departari cu forme obscure si simtiri plapande pierdute in rezonanta clipei ce-a trecut. Plumb cu gust de cerneala desenezi umbre pe cerul sufletului.
Moleculele de fericire se dezbina in lumina rosiatica a apusului stergand urma rujului din sertarul amintirilor, pentru ca apoi plonjand in abisul necunoscutului sa redevina intreg.
Simti, respiri, zambesti departe de tot, aproape de tine.
Pentru ca. . .
Nu-i nimic de inteles, decat amarul dulcelui de alta data ce a ramas pe degetele-i reci ca gheata. Soarele transcende in incolor, din el frangandu-se mii de fascicole inerte. Pe buze nu i se mai odihneste asteptarea, iar emotia infinitului s-a transformat in precautia clipei. Necunoscut de ritm cu sens unic prin sinapsele amintirilor traite.
Pure magic in the sun
Trust me, it’s paradise. This is where the hungry come to feed. For me is a generation that circles the globe and searches for something we haven’t tried before. So never refuse an invitation, never resist the unfamiliar, never fail to be polite and never outstay the welcome. Just keep your mind open and suck in the experience. And if it hurts, you know what? It’s probably worth it.
The Beach (2000)
Unknown Happiness 