lirik lagu christone bartener - may begins on thursday
everyone of us is real like at the theater a blood
our feelings are strong like a flames before a flood
i’m sitting in the middle of the endless pasture
where pictures of my visions are too hefty to measure
a flower doesn’t rebel against its own root
jimmie rodgers yodel from phonograph sounds so cute
among the frolics and orgies i’m looking for a solitude
just to sail in the air of romantic fantasy
just to make a suicide with a bit of dignity
never discovered places now i can see
that’s why i sold my beliefs to morality
i’m out of the meaning of the being
and a death shows itself the never~ending sightseeing
playing a game where wins who more briefly will withstand in silence
the loser will be the one for whom the environment will threaten his conscience
still, in the empty ballroom, i am wasting my time
the degree of my reason equals my false freedom
“horizon is another point of infinity”
said naked jasmine lady performing kathakali
at night i watch her footsteps from my stacked balcony
with one more cigarette i leaned on the bal~sters
looking at jasmine lady with her another guest
her feet on his knees, her elbows on his chest
even the saint philosopher who has been blessed
by inciting to platonic love
with his attached copper halo above
now he’s writing something a kind of
justification for his own helplessness
the sea surface of the subconscious is just a depth of the depths of the mind
without the other people’s eyes and their opinions, every man is blind
here i’m handing out free tickets to the rain
wetting moscow tobacco in estonian champagne
n0body neither nothing belongs to me ~ i claim
the linslus walks the halls in the costume of snake
full of antefamaphobia, scr~ping lard of apple cake
he says: “n0body can’t imagine how much i ache”
to hundred~year~old man surrounded by the paraffin lamps
in the attic looking for his collection of stamps
he doesn’t realize yet that he has lost his chance
tonight to lead to a coexistence
with starving jasmine lady whispering spells from grimoire
for her, even a devil falls on the altar
although well he knows he is immortal
because he hasn’t got an awareness of his own existence
sometimes better to turn back to the dale than stay on the top in a dream
sometimes better to stay on the coast because only rubbishes sail downstream
now the exhausted preacher of a naked marsh beauty
he asks if i could rant less extemporaneously
while he’s waiting for good changes so much patiently
and with undisguised contempt he teaches intrusively
even the greatest horrors, they are rarely free
from the shameful feelings that the world calls “irony”
and now he disappears turning into a cloud of dust
in a white room full of mirrors of the future and past
where only the water in inspiration was me
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