Pridi v moj svet,
pridi v mojo misel,
izkažem ti ljubezen,
pokažem najin smisel.
pridi in prisluhni,
nasmehni se, zame
ko pojem, zate.
pokazal svobodo ljubezni,
izpustil te nikdar več ne bom.
Ko sem bil mlad,
verjel sem v gozd,
zelen, mogočen in zdrav.
Neskončen.
From time to time, I have to write a poem about life and things happening to me, my friends or to complete strangers. After all, a world is, looking from the bright side, beautiful ... and of course, most of life isn't real.
Izgubljen spomin njenih pogledov
Sprva z mano zadovoljstvo si iskala,
da bi malo se igrala,
skupaj sva se hihitala,
tiho se spogledovala,
večkrat se do raja odpeljala.
V meni se je zaiskrilo,
kri v meni pospešilo,
znova srce mi zabilo,
tebi meni njemu...
življenje obrnilo.
Ob spominu nate,
da srce drug ti je vzel,
kanček mene bo trpel,
ljubezni tvoji nikdar več ne bo verjel.
A v meni plamen zate vedno bo gorel,
vedno rad te bom objel,
ob glasu tvojem bom drhtel,
po tvojem smehu hrepenel.
da bi malo se igrala,
skupaj sva se hihitala,
tiho se spogledovala,
večkrat se do raja odpeljala.
V meni se je zaiskrilo,
kri v meni pospešilo,
znova srce mi zabilo,
tebi meni njemu...
življenje obrnilo.
Ob spominu nate,
da srce drug ti je vzel,
kanček mene bo trpel,
ljubezni tvoji nikdar več ne bo verjel.
A v meni plamen zate vedno bo gorel,
vedno rad te bom objel,
ob glasu tvojem bom drhtel,
po tvojem smehu hrepenel.
Unused to a dream
now i wake up with my broken heart
waking up is hardest part
falling on my knees
catching breath
wondering
was she standing beside me ?
giving up is hard
looking with my crying eye
then all at once you say goodbye
wondering
would you stay, would you wake with me ?
but she can't.
We meet at an interesting time,
she let me in her garden,
is it my crime,
to reverse the time,
just to get back,
when we started ?
But I can't.
I can't.
I can't.
I can't.
The story is lost,
don't let it happen, again.
waking up is hardest part
falling on my knees
catching breath
wondering
was she standing beside me ?
giving up is hard
looking with my crying eye
then all at once you say goodbye
wondering
would you stay, would you wake with me ?
but she can't.
We meet at an interesting time,
she let me in her garden,
is it my crime,
to reverse the time,
just to get back,
when we started ?
But I can't.
I can't.
I can't.
I can't.
The story is lost,
don't let it happen, again.
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