DramatisPersonae Posted January 19, 2006 Report Posted January 19, 2006 Inache, doradjivana je pri kraju sa jednom drugom pesmom... Elseones sorrow With the finish of this word An angel has flown into my room I watch, and I hear it's call for winds so distant to open my windows. A little white child smiles to me but sorrow dwells in his eyes. I walked towards him, but the distance left whole. In this little black room That white it suddenly became, Like with roots for ground entangled Mine and his shadow are left to stand. I stretched my arm to touch the star it went, further, and further And almost I felt the white star in my hand But in my eyes away, and away. And flashed white light, again. There was no dark. neither there was light, Just me alone in a little black room stood. Suddenly I heard a gust of wind I stepped back and the window shattered A row of wind flew in Carrying scents of night. And warmth on my cheek spread The warmth of summer mountains And the scent of blossomed flowers And in their happiness withered. that scent took me up all the way 'til clouds of no sky in front of me gates of paradise, But the doors were to heavy to open Then I felt suddenly, from behind A hand drew me back I opened my eyes , and the color of gray Drowned the scent with no regrets. And, again in darkness I stayed Light was engulfed by silence But, alone was not I For the angel's shadow of light with me stayed. And again empty moment rises Dreams my room are taking Heavy eye-lids are closing In waiting for new wakening. And I fall. is it already an end? Is it Sun shining ? And placing me in that glow. but that glow gave my darkness an end. Why hills? Why ? Can't you protect the darkness? When I cannot Angel's shadow, hide the glow And sad, I opened the window, And I saw people walking, And I saw elseones sorrow with the winds flying through my windows. And the darkness left with the entrance Of someone’s sorrow, I bled, ‘till now. Now the angel stayed and smiled And we talked, for hour’s long miles. Oh Life! Unwinding road! Wind for me, but leave me whole. But... The eyelids were open. And then, there was silence... No utterance no name. All the maimed have been killed. And I am the one to blame... For all... And before my judgment I Stand tall. No utterance, no movement, no name For what I have done. And where does pride run low? Where does it end all? This pain of gloam, this Bottomless gloom, inside my hole? Oh the silence gave no name, But a whisper threw at me, I now hold. And the sun dived into that darkness So bold... It utters not a single sole word. And the darkness left whole, Smiles, but speaks no more.
Elizabeth Posted January 20, 2006 Report Posted January 20, 2006 Ovo deluje kao da je napisano posle jednog prezivljenog iskustva... kao da je nastalo na osnovu stvarnog dogadjaja.
DramatisPersonae Posted January 20, 2006 Author Report Posted January 20, 2006 delimichno si u pravu... U stvari, ovo bi moglo da se podeli na dva dela pesme, koja bi se recimo zvala: Innocence and the loss
DramatisPersonae Posted January 21, 2006 Author Report Posted January 21, 2006 Shta ti to treba da znachi?
darijus Posted January 21, 2006 Report Posted January 21, 2006 Shta ti to treba da znachi? nabodi ga.
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