Empty space Ticking at dusk Bulb sleeping under black ceiling I am looking for time which existed A room, an old photo from album It’s drizzling behind windows On the other side of the glass Strange streets Deserted bee-hives And people without eyes and lips Walk with bags on pavements In strings of rain drops There’s dark-brown autumn Dirtiness is spreading And loneliness frightened me to death Wet leaves make me mad Pillars of smoke rising from sewers Supporting frowning fog Not to let it fall down onto my head Not to let it fall apart to millions of words The only man on the earth I know nobody and nothing I don’t belong anywhere I dream of unreality
I see no more than two steps before my nose It’s my bad luck I miss wings of migratory birds I won’t fly the whole distance to the equator with them And the African sun will go to sleep without me
I don’t expect the moon will come down to my window And I will hear her silver fairy tale And I don’t believe in the smile and days of new strength I don’t know where the cold sea ends and begins
I will never grasp which direction to take I don’t know its coordinates and day and time I may not rise from dust I may not come to meet the long shining pier I don’t live in your dream and day light And I don’t see the sun above my head any more I am perfectly paralyzed...
I am a rain drop sliding down the glass airports of airport windows Running down eaves, dancing on pavements till I fall down exhausted I am a melancholic tear from black clouds, I am everywhere when it rains I will set flickering bus lights out of focus and will get on without waiting in rain I envy people sitting behind windows, laughing and clinking glasses I listen to buzzing radio, dreaming that I will live through it really Rain in the middle of a city always sounds sadly and lonely Everything slows down like in fairy tales, street traffic is made clear and beautiful? You can breathe more freely and your heart will ache never more Only at night... at night there will be more and more cold, each day and each night more and more Till we freeze to death together like unwelcome first spring blossoms – will die together forever
This body cannot move This body doesn’t move These eyes cannot see These eyes are blind What is lying here does not swallow The rib-cage isn’t rising any more Something has turned off the switch There’s silence in the corridors Drops of water Cooling scalpel Metal snakes under ceilings Water mirrors It’s just a jigsaw puzzle A handful of components Lying here plainly Completed by somebody Lead by mood and taste And sensibility and liking This body doesn’t move These eyes are blind I am perfectly paralyzed...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.