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Far awayIz daljaveFar away
Nema in grda je ta noc;.
Le tiha pesem valov
iz daljave daje bežno slutiti nekaj lepega
nekaj vecnega
Iz oblakov se usuje na tisoce drobnih,
nežnih kapljic tišine.
Polzijo po obrazih tistih, ki išcejo...
In vsi ti obrazi hrepenijo po necem, za kar bi bilo vredno odpreti slepe oci...
Ne slišijo
tihe pesmi
iz daljave...
+ the "translation"
Far away
This night is mute and ugly.
The silent song of the waves from far away bears a shad
by ~forevernight
A Silenced SmileAnd then he smiled. The sweet lightA Silenced Smile
that spreads from
those eyes..
Don't let them see...
Those sad, lonely eyes. The smiles once shared..
Bereaved of light i kiss the tear that touched his skin, oh that sweet delight...
I don't let him see. Still my trembling hand. It lies within my heart.
Cast away the sorrow.. Take me within you Hold my hands..tonight, there's no tomorrow.
by ~forevernight
the way of the worldWhere're you going tonight, too young?the way of the world
Your dream city is far away. Why?
What passions drive you?
His girl still awaits him there,
and wonders every night - "Where?"
Away, away! Dreams are no longer here...
Home is so far. He hasn't found his dream.
An old man comes back home,
for he searched too far. Too long.
Lonely, grey-haired bride leans over his mother's tomb.
by ~forevernight
Grey Clouds Of LifeGrey cloudsGrey Clouds Of Life
Life in the dark clouds. My torn sails are free.
Forever spread the oceans.
Those dark clouds are mine. Sentinels of a blue haven. Mine is the glowing sun.
Stars are so distant...
Sweetest yearning.
Endless dream.
Our tears.
A smile.
A smile
by ~forevernight
Favourites
Words for a PictureAcoustic SeasonWords for a Picture
Scales don’t even matter to me anymore.
Every note I play is like a bittersweet season hanging lofty
on the last hum of the strings.
Closing my eyes,
I can see the notes pass
into the atmosphere
and I imagine they continue to sound off within the darkness of time and eventually belong to something beautiful. The copper encrusted threads become one with my hands as they stick to my fingers. One chord to the next, I am not me anymore, I am something entirely different. I could be space, light, sound, touch. I am not a girl, I am not a human, I am just music. Right now, in th
by ~arraecho
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: Slovenia
- Interests: music, karate, my friends, guitar..
- Favourite movie: Stalker, Hero, etc.
- Favourite band or musician: My Dying Bride, Dark Tranquillity, etc.
- Favourite genre of music: metal
- Favourite artist: Huberto Široka, Peter Abram
- Favourite poet or writer: Srecko Kosovel, J.R.R. Tolkien
- Favourite photographer: ~epicedium
- Email: nighty_slo@hotmail.com
- MSN: nighty_slo@hotmail.com
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