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Tell me stuff to distract me,
Give me a 'TUC' to remake me,
Changes my ideas, painted all in pink,
Make me waltz, do a few things!
 
Pirouettes or a smile,
Do not mind it would be worse,
Sends clowns or a big check,
A Danny Boon at my funeral.
 
Can you pinch me?
Or shouts a cry,
For me to forget
 
I want to cry,
But it's laughing.
I want to die,
But of desire.
I want to speak,
To say nothing.
I want to love you,
But without suffering.
I want to cry,
But it's laughing.
I want to die,
But of desire.
 
Chestnut at the foot file a firecracker,
Under my pillow an old Picardy,
Scratching hair, a cushion,
In my dining-room, in my soup of misfortune,
 
So pretend to break your mouth,
To pass me the time, that I am less alone,
I want a baby but a comic,
I'll rock it but in music,
 
Can you tape me,
So I can stay here?
No? Be nice
 
I want to cry,
But it's laughing.
I want to die,
But of desire.
I want to speak,
To say nothing.
I want to love you,
But we must not say it.
I want to cry,
But it's laughing.
I want to die,
But of pleasure.
 
Fuck of crisis of lack of everything,
Who paralyzes this I admit,
It is true that I am undecided,
But I need you.
But I need you.
 
I want to cry,
But it's laughing.
I want to die,
But of desire.
I want to speak,
To say nothing.
I want to love you,
 
But without suffering.
I want to cry,
But it's laughing.
I want to die,
But of pleasure.
 
I want to cry,
But it's laughing.
I want to love you,
But we must not say it.
Do not say it.
Do not say it.
 


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11.02.2025

Anthem to SPAL





On the sunday we'll go to pitch,
To cheer on our SPAL
When they want, they can play
And nobody can stop them
Come on, let's go, boys,
That we'll make'em feel scared
If we want to win, we can do it
Shot these balls inside their net.
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

If by disgrace they score against us,
Dribble em'all, even the fullbacks.
With courage and confidence,
Bring forward that ball.
Let's go SPAL, we are in Serie B
We don't want Serie C anymore
Let's go SPAL, keep going
That we'll win the Serie B!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

All the crowd is anxious
Their eyes are on the ball
The fans are in frendzy:
'Let's go SPAL, we'll go in Serie A!'
Let's go, let's go, let's go SPAL
We've had enough of suffering
We are stronger than ever
Let's go SPAL and you'll win!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 

And one,
And two,
And one, and two, and three,
I tell you, we'll score four!
 


11.02.2025

Nowkhosravani 4/ you are that cloud which...





They say a beautiful flower compares to the moon the moon to the sun,
You are that cloud which fragrance of your shadow, like the shadow of your fragrance, could veil the flower and the moon and the sun.
 


11.02.2025

RED





Love is always complicated.
Words never fly straight.
I just want to live simply,
but I can’t anymore—I want to run away.
 

You wear a beautiful dress,
smiling so innocently.
But even that kind of happiness scares me,
so I can’t anymore—I want to run away.
 

What should I do?
All these fakes keep changing my life.
 

Love is always a coward,
always afraid of words.
Blindfolded— in the darkness, my hands can’t grasp the light.
 

What should I do?
All these fakes keep changing my life.
 

“Even if it costs me my life,”
“I will protect you.”
But if that’s not how this goes,
then just break me already.
Please—don’t go.
 


11.02.2025

A Prayer





Gazing into an angel’s smile
A deaf old lady folds her hands together
In the empty space of the church
A candle burns next to the altar
 

The light of the small flame fades
The evening rises [its] crow wings
The old lady closes1 her eyes
The church drowns in the dark of the night
 

A prayer will turn into a trifle
Every problem, every quarrel
In the empty space of the church
The candle next to the altar goes out
 
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