Next up, "Kiitos".
Thank You
Maybe you think about me after all
but can't confide:
write about us when
your new flame is angry
and won't tolerate me at all
I imagine you in my dreams
they can't be taken away from me
This is how it often turns out:
everything isn't skin deep
You got mad when I didn't let you
in my closed rooms
you wanted to know why
there always was one piece missing
and why I strayed and dodged
Oh, if I knew myself
If everything can be forgotten
thank you for standing me too long
Being crazy enough to want a half
that's all I've ever been able to give
If I can ask for a thing
(even if it wasn't so):
tell I'm unique
so that I believe it
and others aren't as much
Nobody can't exceed
yet somebody must suffice
Thank you for trying to understand
I knew even you couldn't do it
If I ever remember too much
I drink one more to recall
much less
Thank you for wanting a half
that's all I've ever been able to give
Maybe you think about me after all
Summer Friends
My, what a light and lazy day
the kind that you don't even care to whistle on
A couple of nights on the go already:
The party at our regular bar got drawn out
The ocean ripples in the sun
leisured people walking by
and there's a sensation at the end of a pier:
a couple of drunkards in a boat without permission
And I ask, I'm the source of all evil:
bring a large bottle of cheapest whatever
Antony declines, but he's the only one
who must crash early
Many cool summer friends
been through a million of terraces
and tried just for fun, how many drinks
should be had in a night
A couple of good ideas emerge:
if we drink until dawn
approximately at half past six
when the stadium opens
we'll be swimming in our boxer shorts
I can't remember your surnames
can I call you "friend" then?
You're one
be close, take my hand
you understand me
It's the driest July since 1955
When we get hungry after swimming
we decide to take a taxi to the hotel
and people at Hilton frown upon us:
they're shitfaced
Damn. I take some bacon
Many new summer friends
this is maybe what it is to be young
for once, to forget all the seriousness
that comes tomorrow, or fucking ever
Red wine ruins the sweater
let's go to town
I'll buy a new shirt somewhere
Don't let go, hold on
This is maybe what it is to be young
with no worries. Take my hand
I can't remember your surnames
can I call you "friend" then?
You're one, right there up close
I'm taking a piggyback ride
You understand me
It's the driest July since 1955
we sing the days away
Will I remember everything later on?
I'll begin with "Joku raja".
Draw the Line
Head feels heavy in the morning
Not wanting to awake, I tiptoe
You have time to stay and rest
A day off
Instant coffee doesn't help
After three cups I'm still tired
I take a shower
Brush my teeth
And don't make up
The marketplace is busy early
The elderly are waiting
Whether the local bank opens at all
They're in a hurry
I'm the last to arrive at work
I should take the night shift instead
I wear my working clothes
I'm energetic
I've had enough of these days
Every fiber in me is shouting out:
If you hit me one more time I will kill you
and strike you with something you've been beating me up with
I stray from the path to heaven
somewhere into the darkness
I'm taken into the place
where there's no need for a name
Everyone says with pity:
It's my own fault 'cause I stay in something like this
But I myself don't even know who I'm afraid of anymore
I'm not a woman, I'm nothing at all
A tortured animal in its cage
Would you be good to me if I were nicer?
I take a shower with the lights on
You won't yell ever again
-Scratch- (PMMPgirl) все записи автора
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