Вспомнился разговор. И песня.
- Ты же, надеюсь, не напишешь стихов о сегодняшнем сексе?
- Нет, я не пишу о сексе, я пишу об отсутствии секса. При том по моей же вине.
When the winter comes1. Fall ends…
Too bare trees,
Fog is too dense.
Lying with you on the same bed,
Looking at leaves
Which are too wet…
You’re so close, still by my side
But I feel so cold,
So cold inside…
Early fall morning which is the last…
(It hasn’t been called!)
…My poor heart seeks for some place for rest.
It shrinks with soft pain…
I want you, my honey…
But all is in vain…
[chorus] The scream of delight can’t be set off
The desperate dream cannot go on
The wounded sun doesn’t wanna rise
But the night seems to be killed
It’s just like my body’s burning
But it’s so much ice…
In deep inside of me…
Nothing can make it melt.
So I’m already frozen when the winter comes.
When the wintercomes…
2. Dark cloud…
Too nasty crows…
They’re too loud.
Watching the sun which’s gonna rise
Shine in youreyes…
This is too nice…
It’s hard enough to find other way
I burst from mute scream…
I love you, Sunray!
It’s too much passion, I want even less.
(What could I do?)
You can’t understand, all is in mess!
It’s too much cold
In pieces of my soul
Which can’t be sold.
[chorus]
3. Wind blows.
Why I can’t feel
Nobody knows.
Lying with you on the same bed,
Counting the time
Carelessly spent.
My dear, you don’t know one simple rule:
Love in fall morning
Can’t be so cool.
Sunray, you must think I’m insane
(It’s so easy to prove)
The thing which is really guilty is light city rain
My heart is full of frost.
I couldn’t keep warm.
That’s all. I’m lost.
[chorus]
I was so mistaken
To let the wind and the rain in…
So I’m already frozen when the winter comes…
When the winter comes…
[закончено 14.08.2005 в 01:37]
"Солнечный лучик", как это мило) При том с необычным ударением)
(На момент написания я только один раз в жизни поцеловалась: и то с лучшим другом, а уж никак не с подразумеваемым в тексте персонажем)
http://vkontakte.ru/note811361_11196129
- Нет, я не пишу о сексе, я пишу об отсутствии секса. При том по моей же вине.
When the winter comes1. Fall ends…
Too bare trees,
Fog is too dense.
Lying with you on the same bed,
Looking at leaves
Which are too wet…
You’re so close, still by my side
But I feel so cold,
So cold inside…
Early fall morning which is the last…
(It hasn’t been called!)
…My poor heart seeks for some place for rest.
It shrinks with soft pain…
I want you, my honey…
But all is in vain…
[chorus] The scream of delight can’t be set off
The desperate dream cannot go on
The wounded sun doesn’t wanna rise
But the night seems to be killed
It’s just like my body’s burning
But it’s so much ice…
In deep inside of me…
Nothing can make it melt.
So I’m already frozen when the winter comes.
When the wintercomes…
2. Dark cloud…
Too nasty crows…
They’re too loud.
Watching the sun which’s gonna rise
Shine in youreyes…
This is too nice…
It’s hard enough to find other way
I burst from mute scream…
I love you, Sunray!
It’s too much passion, I want even less.
(What could I do?)
You can’t understand, all is in mess!
It’s too much cold
In pieces of my soul
Which can’t be sold.
[chorus]
3. Wind blows.
Why I can’t feel
Nobody knows.
Lying with you on the same bed,
Counting the time
Carelessly spent.
My dear, you don’t know one simple rule:
Love in fall morning
Can’t be so cool.
Sunray, you must think I’m insane
(It’s so easy to prove)
The thing which is really guilty is light city rain
My heart is full of frost.
I couldn’t keep warm.
That’s all. I’m lost.
[chorus]
I was so mistaken
To let the wind and the rain in…
So I’m already frozen when the winter comes…
When the winter comes…
[закончено 14.08.2005 в 01:37]
"Солнечный лучик", как это мило) При том с необычным ударением)
(На момент написания я только один раз в жизни поцеловалась: и то с лучшим другом, а уж никак не с подразумеваемым в тексте персонажем)
http://vkontakte.ru/note811361_11196129