Sõnale girl leiti 25 luuletust
Candy doll or a broken childhood?
Wind played the girl's hair
She was a quiet and small - too delicate to understand
Wind played the girl's fingers
She was a quiet and small - to delicate to understand
Memories, which all fitted box;
Wishes were fulfilled seconds;
Words that are never left without saying;
Holes in the dresses, which were corrected;
It was her nice childhood
The candy thief, which remained unseen;
Drawings, which remained unfinished;
Colors that were left untouched;
It was her nice childhood.
She never played in the sandbox;
She never played volleyball;
She never played a snowball .....
There is a place for us
Can´t you see that you mean all the world to me
Without you my heart is like a dying flame
But for me day in day out love is just a mystery
I´m just your friend but not your man
How many times I cried a river of tears endlessly
Girl,I can´t stand the heartache and pain
And how many times before I was so blind to see
I told you once but I tell you again
There is a place for us,a place behind the sun
Where I´ll be with you tonight
There is a place for us where we´ll be alone
It´ll be hard to say goodbye
There is a place for us,I love the way you are
Breaking up will be ha .....
Love's fire
Early love sets a-fire
Beauty and affection is all it desires
Happy songs sing while wedding bells ring
Next thing you know “shush! The baby’s sleeping”
Memories of your life soon spread like wild fire
Causing trouble in the time it acquire
Burning this and burning that, with no actual aspire
Since all your affairs were wrapped in barbwire
But that wasn't enough to hide the lighter of
All the sinful flames that you had inspire
Because Eddie married May but soon admired
The hips that would sway a girl in the church choir
The Wasteland
Time isn't wasted when you're getting wasted,
woke up today and all I could say is:
That party last night was awfully crazy I wish we taped it,
I danced my ass off and had this one girl completely naked.
If you’re the state, then you’re the land,
the world, on your knees, you don’t stand.
So yes, it is a wasteland,
Up to mouth goes the hand,
everybody, minus some, all seduced,
minds go about, they wander loose.
The most wanted is the driver’s seat,
Obama, Ki-moon, Elizabeth the Queen.
Cry, laugh, fight, do awsome things,
arms replaced with feather wings,
but, .....