miercuri, 11 noiembrie 2015
vineri, 2 octombrie 2015
vineri, 21 august 2015
luni, 25 mai 2015
miercuri, 13 mai 2015
luni, 11 mai 2015
duminică, 10 mai 2015
Frunze în vânt
„Strigă prezent!”
M-a sfătuit cerșetoarea din colț, pe înserat, culcușindu-se în spatele unei mașini parcate.
Nu am îndrăznit să spun nimic...
Prezent... unde?
M-a sfătuit cerșetoarea din colț, pe înserat, culcușindu-se în spatele unei mașini parcate.
Nu am îndrăznit să spun nimic...
Prezent... unde?
vineri, 8 mai 2015
joi, 7 mai 2015
sâmbătă, 25 aprilie 2015
joi, 16 aprilie 2015
miercuri, 15 aprilie 2015
miercuri, 1 aprilie 2015
joi, 26 martie 2015
duminică, 22 martie 2015
duminică, 15 martie 2015
Dreams and Birds
My dreams are a parallel life
where I drive
and laugh
and cry
and fight
and eat
and drink
and remember things I did in the past,
in my dreams,
I fly like a bird in the night.
marți, 10 martie 2015
sâmbătă, 7 martie 2015
duminică, 1 martie 2015
luni, 16 februarie 2015
vineri, 13 februarie 2015
joi, 12 februarie 2015
marți, 27 ianuarie 2015
vineri, 23 ianuarie 2015
joi, 22 ianuarie 2015
miercuri, 21 ianuarie 2015
There's this man I know
There's this man I know
He lives downstairs
He asks me Who I Am every time he sees me entering the building
But he smiles like he recognizes
the past
And he is always surprised
Am I really who I pretend to be
Who Am I
I tell him again, being a bit insecure
I'm not sure if he really doesn't remember anything
That's so neat, you are so young and talented, he says
He says that every time
He doesn't know me at all
Now he doesn't get out as much
I've heard he's lost his appetite
I'm not sure if it's because his memory fails him
or he just doesn't like the food anymore
Sometimes, if you're not afraid to look into his eyes
You can see someone else
watching you
He lives downstairs
He asks me Who I Am every time he sees me entering the building
But he smiles like he recognizes
the past
And he is always surprised
Am I really who I pretend to be
Who Am I
I tell him again, being a bit insecure
I'm not sure if he really doesn't remember anything
That's so neat, you are so young and talented, he says
He says that every time
He doesn't know me at all
Now he doesn't get out as much
I've heard he's lost his appetite
I'm not sure if it's because his memory fails him
or he just doesn't like the food anymore
Sometimes, if you're not afraid to look into his eyes
You can see someone else
watching you
duminică, 18 ianuarie 2015
sâmbătă, 17 ianuarie 2015
vineri, 16 ianuarie 2015
When I wake up
and I'm really, really tired
I look in the mirror
and it seems that my eyes are smiling
at me
as if they had
a life of their own
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