safe and sound

Words fallen to the ground

I am not safe and sound,

rise and rise again

taste the freedom…

see through your cloudy vision

enjoy life’s treason.

Don’t speak, don’t talk,

let your move do all the work.

18 januar

si pierzandu-ma in amurgul diminetii
fara griji si fara ganduri,
stau in fata nasterii unei noua zile
si stiu ca il voi pierde,
nu ma simt atasat de nimic ce este viu
astept si astept minutele trec greu,
frigul il simt ma loveste in fata
creezi vapori de ceata,
parca astept ca soarta sa ma ajunga
dar nu o face o simt eu.