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a song

Tue Nov 3, 2009, 5:37 AM
      I would like to write a song

      That is so vibrant and so intimate

      That the earth would adopt it

      As if it had sprung like the stream

      From the land's memory

      As if no one had written it but life itself

      And my song would travel along

      From bird to wing, to tree

      To breeze to heart to breath to song

      Because a song belongs to everyone

      Like the spring


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  • Mood: Adoration
  • Listening to: Vangelis
  • Reading: Old Mauntain's legends
  • Playing: on my guitar
  • Drinking: beer, beer, beer!

Seek and Destroy! (2 years later)

Sat Mar 21, 2009, 5:14 AM
    На нашия скъп съученик и приятел, Жельо!

    По-бърз от вятъра, по-яростен от бурята...
    По-светъл от слънцето, по-топъл от лятото...
    Винаги силен, винаги смел...
    Винаги пръв в нашите сърца!

    Alright!

    We are scanning the scene
    in the city tonight
    We're looking for you
    to start up a fight
    There's an evil feeling in our brains
    But it's nothing new
    you know it drives us insane

    Running,
    On our way
    Hiding,
    You will pay
    Dying,
    One thousand deaths
    Running,
    On our way
    Hiding,
    You will pay
    Dying,
    One thousand deaths
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy!
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy

    There is no escape
    and that's for sure
    This is the end we won't take any more
    Say goodbye to the world you live in
    You've always been taking
    but now you're giving

    Running,
    On our way
    Hiding,
    You will pay
    Dying,
    One thousand deaths
    Running,
    On our way
    Hiding,
    You will pay
    Dying,
    One thousand deaths
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy!
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy!!

    Our brains are on fire
    with the feeling to kill
    And it won't go away
    'til our dreams are fulfilled
    There is only one thing on our minds
    Don’t try running away
    `cause you’re the one we will find

    Running,
    On our way
    Hiding,
    You will pay
    Dying,
    One thousand deaths
    Running,
    On our way
    Hiding,
    You will pay
    Dying,
    One thousand deaths
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy!
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy
    Searching,
    Seek and Destroy
    Ahahahaha!


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  • Mood: Gloomy
  • Listening to: Jimi Hendrix
  • Playing: on my guitar
  • Drinking: beer, beer, beer!

the Old Musician

Sat Feb 28, 2009, 3:02 AM
      Стария Музикант
      Христо Смирненски


    Все там до моста приведен седи,
    тегли полекичка лъка,
    а над главата му ревностно бди
    черната старческа мъка.

    Бурно край него живота кипи
    в грижи и горести вечни
    и пъстроцветните шумни тълпи
    все тъй са зли и далечни.

    Привечер. Спуска се траурен здрач,
    ситен снежец завалява,
    спира цигулката горестен плач -
    стареца немощно става.

    И прегърбен той пристъпя едва,
    спира се тук-там и стене,
    шепнат му злъчни, невнятни слова
    зимните вихри студени.

    Там - от скованата в мраз висина -
    мигом през тънкия облак
    хвърля му поглед печална луна,
    фосфорно бледа и обла.

    А зад гърба му пристъпя Смъртта,
    кървава и многоръка,
    и по цигулката старческа тя
    тегли полекичка лъка.


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  • Mood: I Have To Pee
  • Listening to: Jimi Hendrix
  • Reading: sophie's world
  • Playing: on my guitar
  • Drinking: beer, beer, beer!

run rabbit, run!

Sat Feb 14, 2009, 5:02 AM
    Run, rabbit run!
    Dig that hole, forget the sun,
    And when at last the work is done
    Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.


I'm now 19.

    Met some great people,
    made new friends,
    found a great job,
    then another great job...


But "careers are a 20th century invention and I don't want one."

    There were some conflicts around...


Started drinking a lot!

    Started feeling free, then not so free.
    Slept a few times under the clear sky.


Was on some concerts.

    My works were shown on the television!


Went to the European parliament
and visited some interesting countries meantime.

    It was great. And the Octoberfest...


Helped a boy for a charity concert around,
with making the posters.

    Started playing guitar.


Did some other cool things.

    Lost the meaning of all of the above...
    (except the guitar)


Happy fuckday to everyone who is going to be fucked up... sooner or later

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  • Mood: I Have To Pee
  • Listening to: pink floyd
  • Reading: sophie's world
  • Watching: Into The Wild
  • Playing: on my guitar
  • Drinking: beer, beer, beer!

the river flows frozen

Sat Dec 27, 2008, 1:51 AM
    Like frozen leaves
    We are falling
    On to the soil so barren and cold

      The rays of sun
      No more warming
      Our hearts now so cold

    Through this field
    Of the withered flowers
    We go still one more time

      The hidden beauty
      Forever gone
      The river's frozen once again

    So came this time
    When moonlight blackened my heart:
    I can't stand this pain

      The chain is broken
      It's tearing open my scars:
      I want to feel the flame...again

    The shine behind
    The frozen stream
    Reminds me of your eyes

      The spark of hope
      Still in my heart
      Shall dreams become true under the ice?


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  • Mood: I Have To Pee
  • Listening to: pink floyd
  • Playing: on my guitar
  • Drinking: beer, beer, beer!
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