Distant earthrise long ago
lingers at the borders of our minds
mysteries spinning in the dark
in the frozen emptiness of time
we were lost and we never knew
who we were or what we left behind
living half-lives we were blind
to the new frontiers that opened up our eyes
to find our minds were spinning
souls entwined in a spiral dance
the ancient ways have found us
again to give us one last chaaaaaaance
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The days are filled with anxiety. Frustration [lies in] dark chambers of my mind [because I can’t] heal the scars nor change the stars. [But] over the seas and far away [sometimes I find] a place between sleep and awake. [So, when] the sun is sleeping quietly once upon a century, I close my eyes [and] I feel the ocean where passion lies. [Then] silently the senses abandon all defences... I’m surfing in the air. I’m swimming in the frozen sky... I’m so lost in my sea, [away from those] wistful oceans... [of] darkness around me... [I’m just] an errant soul, homeless and foul. [Sometimes is] all gone but the will to go down with the sun. [But I’ll soon reach] the shores of my solar sea. Now I’m sailing home, now I’m letting go. [Oh, it’s just] ... a return to the sea : )
Relax, asta e ultima adaptare (mai ales ca engleza mea sucks). M-am gandit ca, daca tot ai opera lui Eminescu in brate, nu ti-ar strica niste Nightwish in backgroung :P
Auzi, nu vrei sa facem schimb de ... „moments of my life”? In schimbul acestuia din fotografie, ti-l ofer pe cel in care am „incercat” Atlanticul cu degetul : )
nici o poza noua de muuuult timp..ce se intampla?
good start
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