poniedziałek, 13 października 2014

And the trees are now turning from green to gold



With a sigh you turn away
with a deepening heart
no more words to say
You will find that the world has changed forever.
And the trees are now turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you closer.



Idealnie

piątek, 22 sierpnia 2014

Set the fire to the third bar

I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from 'A' to where you'd "B"
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms


Tak strasznie tęsknię. 
Ale jeszcze tylko osiem, maksymalnie dziewięć dni. 
I znowu będziesz moja, znowu będę miała Cię dla siebie. 

poniedziałek, 16 czerwca 2014

I'm flying too close to the sun


When we were blowing like a flame
Under covers, night and day

You took me up so high
It felt like paradise
Breathing you in, breathing you out
We fell like shooting stars
But we weren't up too far
Nowhere to go but down

It was so beautiful before the fall
I'm flying too close to the sun
It was so beautiful before the fall
I'm flying too close to the sun
I was all yours, I felt the Earth turn
Shooting so high, too fast, I got burned
It was so beautiful, we fought the fall
I'm flying too close, I'm flying too close to the sun

Oh I miss you missing me
And all the things we'd never be

You took me up so high
It felt like paradise
Breathing you in, breathing you out
We fell like shooting stars
But we weren't up too far
Nowhere to go but down

It was so beautiful before the fall
I'm flying too close to the sun
It was so beautiful before the fall
I'm flying too close to the sun
I was all yours, I felt the Earth turn
Shooting so high, too fast, I got burned
It was so beautiful, we fought the fall
I'm flying too close, I'm flying too close to the sun

It's written in my heart
I'll always remember you, remember me
Together but apart
I'll always remember you, you set me free

czwartek, 5 czerwca 2014

Party girls don't get hurt

Party girls don't get hurt
Can't feel anything, when will I learn
I push it down, push it down

I'm the one "for a good time call"
Phone's blowin' up, they're ringin' my doorbell
I feel the love, feel the love

1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink

Throw em back, till I lose count

I'm gonna swing from the chandelier,
From the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, 
Feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, 
From the chandelier

And I'm holding on for dear life, 
Won't look down won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, 
Won't look down won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight

Sun is up, I'm a mess
Gotta get out now, gotta run from this
Here comes the shame, 
Here comes the shame

1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink

Throw em back till I lose count

I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, 
From the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, 
Feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, 
From the chandelier

And I'm holding on for dear life, 
Won't look down won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light,
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, 
Won't look down won't open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light, 
'Cause I'm just holding on for tonight
On for tonight


Idealna. Słowo w słowo.

wtorek, 20 maja 2014

I'm growing old.

I wanna live
I wanna give
I've been a miner for a heart of gold
It's these expressions I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old

I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind, it's such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old

Keep me searching for a heart of gold
You keep me searching and I'm growing old
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
I've been a miner for a heart of gold


Ale serce ze złota nie istnieje.

czwartek, 24 kwietnia 2014

It's not my little life that you want to share.

It's not my little life that you want to share,
I was not enough too many times
and now I'm scared.
I have built a solid wall
it was so many years ago,
now you're cracking it.
It's not my little world that you want to see
I am nothing, so there's nothing
to surprise you with.
When you look at me that way, it falls to dust
and I don't care
you're taking over me

my heart is pounding in its cage
and I can't make it stop again.
My heart,
colder than a stone.

it's not my little life that you want to see
I can hear you,
but my eyes are still distracting me
when you look at me that way,
I cannot focus on your words,
you're dissolving me.
It's not my little world, that you want to share
I can see you,
but my mind still plays a different game,
when you talk to me like that
I cannot breathe, I can't escape
you taking over me.

my heart is pounding in it's cage
and I can't make it stop again.
My heart,
colder than a stone.

Be the blood in my veins,
the spark in my brain
and I'll do the same.

Be the dawn of my day,
the sun to my rain
and I'll do the same.

I'll do the same, just stay


Koniec z moim małym, naiwnym światem.
Pora dorosnąć.

czwartek, 3 kwietnia 2014

The fight inside is coursing through my veins.

Enemy 
Familiar friend 
My beginning and my end 
Knowing truth 
Whispering lies 
And it hurts again... 

What I fear 
What I try 
The words I say and what I hide 
All the pain 
I want it to end 
But I want it again 

And it finds me 
The fight inside is coursing through my veins 
And it's raging 
The fight inside is breaking me again 


It's breaking me 
It's breaking me 

I'm falling apart 
I'm falling apart


Trzy, dwa, jeden. Pora na zmiany.

poniedziałek, 31 marca 2014

Take it all away

You’ve stripped me down, the layers fall like rain 
It’s over now, just innocence and instinct still remain 
You watched me while I slowly disappeared 
I reached for you to save me, you were frozen in your fear 

Take it all away

Circling the pain inside my soul 
I reached inside your silence to steal what you won’t show 
I tried to find the answers in my fears 
But what was found is lost again as soon as it appeared 

Take it all away

I’m breaking
I can’t do this on my own 
Can you hear me screaming out, am I all alone? 

You take away

Nie wymagaj ode mnie czegoś, co jest niemożliwe.

środa, 12 marca 2014

W czyichże rękach byłem manekinem

W czyichże rękach byłem manekinem
dotychczas, jeźli kiedy nim mam zostać?
Czyli myśl czyja, gdy znaczy się czynem,
nie może wolą tegoż dziełu sprostać,
i mam się, jąwszy czyn, spłonić rubinem
wstydu, żem wziął na się cudzą postać?
Czyliż tak wszyscy cudzym kształtem żyją,
że już nie wierzą w nic, co w sobie kryją.
Może w nich nie ma nic i mówią przeto,
o ilem im podobny, że to mnie zaletą?

wtorek, 4 marca 2014

'Cause you are my black sun

Light up the sky let morning come
Pick up my pieces when I come undone
In the dark of the night let me see you shining, shining
'Cause you are my black sun


Powodujesz, że się uspokajam, 
                     że się nie przejmuję,
                     że normalnie funkcjonuję, 
                     że staję się harmonią.
Z Tobą jestem pełna, przy Tobie jestem sobą.
Kocham Cię.
Kocham ideę nas.

wtorek, 25 lutego 2014

All this bad blood here.

Może za bardzo się przejmuję. 
Może za bardzo koncentruje się na niektórych kwestiach, na niektórych rzeczach, które powinny zostać zapomniane, które przecież wcale nie są takie złe, takie niewłaściwe, takie złe.
Dlatego koniec z tym.
Koniec z przejmowaniem się. Z przewrażliwieniem. Z martwieniem się. 
Pora rozluźnić się, przestać przejmować się, zobojętnieć.
Pora dostosować się do współczesnego świata i norm w nim obowiązujących. 
Pora się zmienić.

All this bad blood here
Won't you let it dry?
It’s been cold for years
Won't you let it lie?

If we're only ever looking back
We will drive ourselves insane
As the friendship goes resentment grows
We both walk our different ways

niedziela, 23 lutego 2014

niedziela, 9 lutego 2014

I hate myself and want to die.

The rain cold is my tears.
The rain falls on all my scars
What I am?
Why cannot i get away from here?
Look at the...

Under the moon rain
Under the moon rain
I hate myself and want to...

Under the moon rain
Under the moon rain

I hate myself and want to die.

Tak proszę Państwa!
W ten oto sposób rozpoczynamy kolejną drogę w kierunku autodestrukcji!
Jak cudownie.

sobota, 8 lutego 2014

I need some sleep.

I need some sleep.
It can't go on like this.
I tried counting sheep,
But there's one I always miss.

Everyone says I'm getting down too low
Everyone says you just gotta let it go
You just gotta let it go,
You just gotta let it go.

I need some sleep.
Time to put the old horse down.
I'm in too deep,
and the wheels keep spinning 'round.

Everyone says I'm getting down too low
Everyone says you just gotta let it go
You just gotta let it go,
You just gotta let it go.

You just gotta let it go
You just gotta let it go
You just gotta let it go


Tak bardzo chcę sobie zrobić krzywdę :)

czwartek, 30 stycznia 2014

I'm laying down, eating snow.

Memory comes when memory's old
I am never the first to know
Following the stream up North
Where do people like us float?

There is room in my lap
For bruises, asses, handclaps
I will never disappear
For forever, I'll be here

Whispering
Morning, keep the streets empty for me
Morning, keep the streets empty for me

I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself


Dryfuję wśród wspomnień. 
I kolejny raz zadaję sobie pytanie "dlaczego".

niedziela, 19 stycznia 2014

My clothes still smell like you

Zabrałaś mi zeszyt. 
Nie wiem, gdzie mam do Ciebie pisać, ale skoro uważasz, że to miejsce jest równie dobre, to będę musiała się jakoś przełamać i coś tu stworzyć. 
Dziękuję, dziękuję za ten dzień, nawet, jeśli to nie była doba, nawet jeśli to tylko kilkanaście godzin. Chociaż może to aż tyle. 
Teraz jest mi tak pusto, tak źle, samotnie.
Jedyne, co mi pozostało to Twój zapach na mojej koszulce.
Jesteś taka odległa, taka nierealna. 
I nawet, jeśli wiem, że już za kilka dni ponownie się spotkamy, to brakuje mi Ciebie. 
Cały czas, kiedy nie ma Cię obok.
I wtedy nie wierzę.
Nie wierzę, że jesteś moja.

My clothes still smell like you

niedziela, 5 stycznia 2014

Immortality

"Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place on me or her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere...
A truant finds home...and a wish to hold on...
But there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...
As privileged as a whore...victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...
A truant finds home...and a wish to hold on too...
He saw the trapdoor in the sun...
Immortality...
I cannot stop the thought...i'm running in the dark...
Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
Truants move on...cannot stay long
Some die just to live...
Ohh..."


Może jeszcze nie jest za późno, żeby rozpocząć nowy rok?