They said it is normal to finish a good high school, go to college, finish it and then get a good job. After, you must marry, it's some sort of "duty", in fact it doesn't matter to whom you get married, it's just "Get Married!"
They didn't say you must love that person... They forgot to mention this. Maybe it's because of the world ? Always in a hurry to discover more and more and we forget about ourselves ?
Writters were considered as beeing the loosers of society nowadays. And I'm wondering why ? Maybe it's just because they preffer to think free and to leave the mind to fly ? Maybe it's just because they don't find and obstacles or they jump it ?
Anyway... Those "loosers" created worlds in which we are finding ourselves now. In which we run to see some green spaces, where the people still have principles and care for the other.
Yes, it was an attempt to write something, but I guess I lost myself on the rood. Maybe I'll come back...
Sing me a song in which you might had loved me
In which rimes looks like me,
Beeing inexistent,
To feel your words further from me,
To know that we both got lost.
Sing me a song and promiss me you don't stop
and to look at me like I look at you,
Thousands of hours continuosly, only in dreams.
and do not stop
don't forget the lyrics, think about them.
Sing me with pathos,
Sing me in greek, french,
You'll conquer me speaking in romanian
You'll getting me drunk when you say that
you see the world in alfa, beta, or sur les yeux verts.
Sing me a song in which we both are stupid,
Stupid, small in front of interests,
In which we fall in love with a touch and word.
Sing me a song with a rough voice,
from so many kisses under your moon.
Πες μου ένα παραμύθι να κρατηθώ
Βρες μου ένα παραμύθι να το πιστέψω
Νιώθω τη ζωή να φεύγει χωρίς σκοπό
Κι ήρθε πάλι καλοκαίρι, πώς θα τ’ αντέξω
Μα δε μπορώ να καταλάβω τι έχω κάνει κι έχω φτάσει εδώ
Πώς έχω γίνει ένα κουβάρι και ικετεύω να ξεμπερδευτώ
Υπάρχει ένα φως μακριά
Το βλέπω, είναι πολύ μικρό
Υπάρχει ένα φως μακριά
Μου φτάνει για να προσπαθώ
Είναι η ζωή μου, μικρή μα δική μου
Τη θέλω πίσω ξανά άλλη μια φορά
Είναι η ζωή μου, μικρή μα δική μου
Τη θέλω πίσω ξανά άλλη μια φορά
Βρες μου ένα παραμύθι να ονειρευτώ
Πες μου ένα παραμύθι να ησυχάσω
Ήρθε η στιγμή για λίγο να κοιμηθώ
Όνειρα να δω μαζί σου και να ξεχάσω
Μα δε μπορώ να καταλάβω τι έχω κάνει κι έχω φτάσει εδώ
Πώς έχω γίνει ένα κουβάρι και ικετεύω να ξεμπερδευτώ
Υπάρχει ένα φως μακριά
Το βλέπω, είναι πολύ μικρό
Υπάρχει ένα φως μακριά
Μου φτάνει για να προσπαθώ
Είναι η ζωή μου, μικρή μα δική μου
Τη θέλω πίσω ξανά άλλη μια φορά
Είναι η ζωή μου, μικρή μα δική μου
Τη θέλω πίσω ξανά άλλη μια φορά
You never knew my words,
Although you read them many times.
You never knew to tie my knot,
Although you were tired, I understand.
You never saw my footsteps near yours,
Although it wasn't snow.
You never knew to say "hello"
Altough we talked some nights.
You never knew to see me more than a friend,
Although all saw this but not you...
You never touched my hand,
Altough you said once that you might come to me
You never wondered how taste my lips when it's raining
Although you never dreamed at me as I do
You kept the silence for entire days
Although I was dying to hear you
You packed my memory and threw it far away,
Although you promissed me a tour of a city
You went away when I felt in love with your voice
Altough you thought for a while at my name.
That was yesterday...
Today... Is empty.
Tomorrow ? It's yours...
Under a pale moon,
I write you words that I don't understand,
Words which harm,
Words that for you have no meaning.
Maybe they're everything,
But in the end it's just a mistake.
You hope that I'll forget
and to don't be broken
but more hurts me...
Deeper is the knife thrusted,
and I want you to stop.
forget everything and finish this.
Leave,
Conclusioning,
Forget,
Erase this
which cannot be forgotten,
Create realities,
Solving mysiteries unvailable.
And worths when it hurts you ?
"beucase it makes you write..."
Dot. and another line...
And between me and you
the Word itself will be frozen
I give you back your wishes,
words and memories,
Leave remembers,
Forget sentences,
Only time remains here to watch
what the other built for me.
Smile now,
It's just a me and a you,
"Us" is dead.
(had existed ?)
Silence,
Ezitations,
It's enough...
I'm sorry my little hidden love, for all the moments that I missed when you were crying, but I cried too. They only knew to hurt you, to take you everything, but you must be like a rock, to distroy all their bad words, to fight... Don't forget, always keep the line. Don't listen them, are jelouses, your heart is given already and storm are coming... Be afraid, it might erase the love. But you believe in it, never go away and stay awake.
I'll protect you from here, in a quiet silence; I won't say a word, but you must know I'm here, always waiting for you.
And If you fail in love, don't ever say you're alone... because I'm here and one sign If I receive I'll come and show you the Moon. I'll give you my love, without to ask something back, I'll be yours, body and soul. I'll show you the world, I'll teach you how to fall in love with a hand touch, with a smile and after I leave it will rain. And then you'll be asking yourself how my lips taste when it's raining...
I wrote you thousands of words,
But they remained useless,
You didn't understand them.
It was so hard to see,
That I was the one loving you...
I was the one who wrote you poems,
I was your more than ever...
Minutes are passing like hours for me,
Hours are passing like days and
Days are passing like months.
But 3 months passed since I love you...
I tried to hear your voice,
No chance.
What am I suposed to do ?
But If you feel better,
I will lie to you,
pretending that it was just a game,
and my love was justa a waste of time.
And now,
When I'm about to finish this,
Remember that I stood there once in a night .
Another day passed, another year passed. I called you last night... I was so afraid to hear your voice... And I didn't hear it. You didn't answer. I didn't say a word, I was suposted to be a smiley for my friends. I was suposted to deny my tired soul and to show a smile, like I was happy.
I find myself listening to your songs, and only one paragraph reveal what I feel, what is the conclusion of everythng... "Οι δρόμοι με πήραν απ’ το χέρι και με σταύρωσαν Σε μια διαδρομή Θεσσαλονίκη – Αθήνα…"
I guess now there's nothing left to be spoken...
Sleepless nights
Endless thoughts
You're running through my veins.
I cannot walk without you
By my side.
I'm still searching your footsteps near mines
although I walk alone.
I spent my night on the seaside
I talked to her and I asked her
If she ever sees you
to tell you that I loved you.
And my love had dead somewhere,
crushed and condamned by your silence.
I'm dead since you left without words,
But I'm just a fool,
Maybe your words were speachless
and I didn' hear them.
Reborn now,
Another life,
But wounds are deep
because it was a bigger love...
