And now!
I have to say,
say a few words,
I beg you - stay,
I am sailing,
forwards,
I won't be low,
easy speaking,
but for what,
am I here,
the thing you could spot,
the sentences,
I do fear,
but jump over the fences,
cause the blood,
is boiling,
and for there,
will be flood,
and we all drowning,
unless you give me,
a bit of your stare,
I cannot be free,
I linger,
on your finger,
unless you push the ringer,
I'll never be,
quite not bad as singer,
without thee...
Her-the-girl-of-my-life
Emotions! ...Hardly I remember the last time,
I did something different way,
I still descent, I do not climb,
I am silent, unable to say,
that it's wrong.
That it has been too long,
since I woke up far late,
and served it on a golden plate,
so much did I left here betrayed,
and what was frozen, thrown in well,
dusty, distant, as I can tell,
slumber is at it's wake.
Pools are shook,
and trees are cut,
for what you took,
the door you shut,
realize it's own doom,
rising from the starless night,
and everything that is in sight,
will see through from the blackened room,
that things went wrong,
and what felt so bad,
with one short song,
will feel neat instead!
The Purple tree of Unmatchability
Bylo tomu k večeru,
už padalo listí,
pařez drží sekeru,
kroky jemně šustí.
Cesta se vine kolem hory,
světlo tmavne, tmavne den,
utichly doly a utichly zvony,
tichý chlad těch skalních stěn.
Dvanáct stromů vprostřed luk,
vrhá stín na vlhkou trávu,
vzrostlý topol nebo buk,
slunce hřeje strakatou krávu.
Teplý vzduch se líně válí,
rudý kotouč žhaví plody,
nikdo nikde nezahálí,
vysychají říční brody.
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