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Look around

Look around
How the world has become smaller
How the eyes have gone wild
Charged loneliness
Look around
How the city has gone ugly
How expensive the truth has become
Sarcastic laughter only
 
Take a good look of
The children who have nothing to eat
The illnesses which treat fear
The dogs looking around scared
Because some people are killing dreadfully
 
That's why I'm screaming
For you, the one whom I'm hugging
To the future I'm afraid of
Let's become fire
Let it burn all the hands
That hide the stars
So doves can come out
White like children
Let's be kids
 
Look around
How many daily lies you got used to
How many bodies got washed up on shore
How many mouths get regretfully silenced
Look around
The girls scared to laugh
The boys hesitating to cry
The screens which took away our speach
Take a good look of
The elderly dying alone
Like trees which fought
And they threw them away in fire
Laughing sarcastically
 
That's why I'm screaming
For you, the one whom I'm hugging
To the future I'm afraid of
Let's become fire
Let it burn all the hands
That hide the stars
So doves can come out
White like children
Let's be kids
 
'I'm somewhere in the middle of sea
The salt is burning my vision
And I wish I could reach the other side
But the body is barely floating
Hold on...
What do you ask?
Where do you want the blinds to lead you?
The earth is wheezing. Cash? (They're) Uncountable
Never, no change, no one is going to make a move
The only 'sent' is on the phones
Where's the inspiration? Petty evolution
They see love and press 'cancel'
Human parodies in march, willpower is captured
 
I have dreams about deportations
I want to be an exception, different
The black sheep which is besties with the wolf
I can't be afraid of the Under world
But I'm afraid of myself, my bad self
For my homeland I want humanity
I want smiles and places where children are playing
Because at the end it seems I don't have 'roots'
I'm a leaf from a thousand trees flying wherever the wind blows'
 
Look around
Different people
They've turned them into aims
Of hate and fear
 
That's why I'm screaming
For you, the one whom I'm hugging
To the future I'm afraid of
Let's become fire
Let it burn all the hands
That hide the stars
So doves can come out
White like children
Let's be kids
 


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01.02.2025

Doctor Faust





Oh, Doctor Faust
Behind you, do you see all these years you've spent wasting your life?
It's time for you to let yourself live life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Diving like this into dead languages, that's not life
If you spend time with them, living languages will revive you
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Science is a well where you drown yourself, if you want my opinion
Descend into the well of pleasure because that's life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Leave your Talmudic and astrologic studies behind
Instead, prepare a thesis on my anatomy
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
Throw your books away, forget Latin, smile at live
In my arms, you'll get to know love and life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
 

Oh, Doctor Faust
I like your physique, leave physics behind, discover life
Looking together, in physical love, the meaning of life
 


01.02.2025

On board of the Aspasia





You traveled in pursuit of your destiny
To white but mournful Switzerland
Always in the deck in a chez-lung downstairs
by the familiar and saddest cause
 

Always restlessly your folks have been prowling around
But you, staring at the wings, were indifferent
You laughed bitterly at what they said because you felt
That you were travelling to the land of death
 

One night when we were passing through Stroboli
You said to some laughing man in a joking tone:
'How my sick body looks as it burns,
to the flaming top of the volcano!'
 

Then I saw you in Marcilia as you were lost
in the noise without turning back
And I who loved only the wet expanse,
I say I could love thee
 


01.02.2025

Gramophonomaniac





In room of miss Janka
winders and curtains tremble
Like in a fury there a gramophone plays
Because miss Janka is a gramophone maniac
From morning to morning constantly plays.
Syrena’s records are still brought by miss Janka,
She puts all of her money in it and continues to sing
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 

Neighbours of miss Janka, their wives and lovers declared, not being able to sleep at night:
We have enough of miss Janka,
that gramophone maniac,
the police needs to know about it
But when the officer came, miss Janka says
What to do, man, understand I’m afraid to sleep alone
 

And when I play on the gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me then I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have all of my concerns
 

As soon as the strict officer heard it himself and wanted to give advice to the poor maiden
He says to miss Janka, that gramophone maniac
„A pity, I will sleep here”
And since then every night from miss Janka’s room
The bas of officer makes the curtains tremble
 

And I play on gramophone
trali tralalla la, trali
tralalla la
In winter at home, in the summer on the balcony
trali tralalla la, gramophone plays
And nothing worries me,
I have Syrena’s records
When something annoys me - I play on the gramophone
Because when I play on the gramophone
then in gramophone I have my all concerns
 


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01.02.2025

At the End of the Park





When sunset
makes the sky grow pale,
from the window,
I look around me.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me,
of course,
I know it.
 

It's only an impression,
a trick of my heart
that makes me see
all this.
 

Tenderness
is something that
grows deep
in the soul.
 

If I remember
and if only
I think about you:
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

I watch you from afar and
in your hand,
there's
hidden more than one caress.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
running towards me
and this time,
I know it.
 

You're no longer an impression,
a trick of my heart,
I've found
you again.
 

(At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.)
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me
like one evening
a year ago.
 

At the end of the park, I see you
searching for me...