Momentan - instantaneous

(one guitar, one great player, one night, one song, one star on the whole sky and one person near you my little one..I hate to say it; but it s probably me).

The sun will not got lost,

because it gone down...
And because of shore recension
we will not get lost in an other dimension...

It s the perfect sunset,
at the see isn t ebb, a little low tide,
it s the flawless flow,
so explain me plese why shoud we go?

You can give me over hundrets reasons,
it s because you are so bright,
But you need the car and who has the key?
I hate to say it; but it s probably me.

I will give you the keys, just drive away,
but it s the perfect moment,
maybe you should stay.

(after you can sue me for compensation, I am accustomed to libel and slander, but stagnation is death, I just keep going, I just flow up, flow down and flow trought the life and his moments, sufficient is not enaught, it s too litle... so there is one guitar, one great player, one night, one song, one star on the whole sky and one person near you my little one..I hate to say it, but it s probably me)...

I fight for you

With stupidity the gods themselves struggle in vain
You have to forgive me, nobody is out of pain,
No one is perfect, except of you
I had seen you, hallo; I love you!

You loved me too, long time ago,
I ve never dreamt that I lose someone like you,
I ve never dreamt I would meet someone like you,
But tonight I ve to go...(gone and close).

But save tonight, the fight will not break up like this,
I don t give up, easily like this, I don t go whitout a kiss,
whitout a promise, that I will come back..
I will find you, I will never lose your track,

So just go one, don t wait for me,
I will not lose you out of my eyes, also if I close them,
the moment maybe will be gone, this one...
But the other will come...

So like me!

unreliable

Some how I don t know how

there was this song,
the words that belongs to you,
destiny can t go so wrong.

When you love a women
you tell her - she is the only one,
but you was differently,

you was more than one.

when you was there,
around me - somewhere.
I was like a dolt,
my heart said yes,
my brain shoot the bolt...

So there was you,
and somewhere was I,
that I love you
I realized with delay.

Orifice

My house is in the end of our village,
about me you could heard a lot off
But what do you think is true?

My childhood is sleeping there,

My darling also,
And you!

My village exists just in my dreams,
And sometimes I just stand up
And follow a train of thoughts,

To be real, to be true…
To be like a ferry tale,
Only me and sometimes you.

But my village doesn’t exist,
And you are also not real,
And the only thing that I feel…

Is Orifice

Desuetude

I go damage like if I am made by glass.

Outside like a car very clean and new.
Inside if I am go to seed,
like the fool I am.

But I still smoke, drink and try to love.
or try to be loved...

fuck theese words, theeese so powerfull words, fuck them....I put down the stars for her, suck that stars, her and all the people I combated for her, kick them, give up my darling or not my darling, or just break it up, all the idea of love - tonight NO LOVE MY DEAR!!!fuck you, fuck the last drink and fuck this fucking, stupid word - FUCK!

But You are still there, sweeter then any where,
better than enytime,
why you don´t belong to me... why YOU are not mine!

With obvious pleasure

One day before the big rain

I seddle down to downtown.
Voluptuous is the first word,
witch explain,
what I thought when I saw you
down standing in that rain.
But this doesnot happend today.

One day before the big rain
When I seddle down to downtown
You wasn t there like the day after,
so I felt nothing,
even no affectionate sense of pleasure,
Because I didn t know that I will find
so soon my onlyone and real treasure.
But this doesnot happend today.

Today is that day when you feel like a wheel, just rolling, rolling, rolling on in the darknees of our future, when you feel like a butterfly, so frail, so perishably, so not even there.It a feeling of understunding of existance with obvious pleasure and the feeling just to be there, even if you are not!

Most insignificant

Don t ask and don t beliefe

when they told you that I am sad
and alone.
Don t beliefe when you heard that I am drinking
alone in a speakeasi.

It just an "amber" in life,
this little yellow circle, witch said:
NOW OR NEVER,
now or later...And I like to drink alone!
It s not the question of You.

Groggily

I put down the stars from the sky
Just for You not for I - It has to be your pleasure
NOT my!

Maybe it has to be like this!
I bought you flowers,
I wacked me with people,
I gave you my last kiss.

I was a smuck, a blithering idiot,
but you girl are really crazy,
to not married me..

Your life will be like florescence,
like a brimstone butterfly...
in the end there is just you and him.


There is no You and I
and it has to be your foult-
not my!

Finally slipping

You have get me, but what I have obtain?
You will vocate me, desert me, leave me...
It's not my destiny, I feel so tiny,
so minikin, so wee, so without you.
But I had chose to not or to be with you.

I agree to be everything you want,
my mind felt down and feel now like blunt,
as a moribundly plant..

Because you never invoke me.

I don't exist for you?
I not consist?

I am not there - that's the point.
That's the cause...
Cause - effect - chain and I am not in.

Are you my deuce or am I the fiend, the devil?
Or just prissy?
What I have found is the plase between your mind,
It' s the place unlocated in your soul,
they are the words witch cover the hole
deep in my heart!