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29.10.2010 05:47 -
Midnight Express
Автор: pontis
Категория: Поезия
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Последна промяна: 29.10.2010 10:23
You let the wind play
while I sleep.
But you relentlessly disallow
any next stations.
Beautiful it is. The world passing by
in my windows. My compartment is
painted beige. A few pale hands. My favourite color
For the journey.
So beautiful in a dream.
Jokingly white, in silhouettes.
You never wait in the night
at passing by stations.
I dash in the light – of tunnels.
And I begin to guess. Beyond the speed of sense.
I remain at the point you set.
Along the glittering rails.
The glass is covered with dust. From the steam.
Or from the exhausted gas of global warming.
From the time zone or
from the definition of the journey.
Beige is my color. Intense.
On the back of time I take notes of
any changes
in the list of trains.
Tunnels are crossing places.
And the colors- just a game.
Wake me up at destination. If you wish.
Your fingers somewhere on the glass.
while I sleep.
But you relentlessly disallow
any next stations.
Beautiful it is. The world passing by
in my windows. My compartment is
painted beige. A few pale hands. My favourite color
For the journey.
So beautiful in a dream.
Jokingly white, in silhouettes.
You never wait in the night
at passing by stations.
I dash in the light – of tunnels.
And I begin to guess. Beyond the speed of sense.
I remain at the point you set.
Along the glittering rails.
The glass is covered with dust. From the steam.
Or from the exhausted gas of global warming.
From the time zone or
from the definition of the journey.
Beige is my color. Intense.
On the back of time I take notes of
any changes
in the list of trains.
Tunnels are crossing places.
And the colors- just a game.
Wake me up at destination. If you wish.
Your fingers somewhere on the glass.
"The glass is covered with dust. From the steam.
Or from the exhausted gas of global warming.
From the time zone or
from the definition of the journey. " -
UNBELIEVABLE! You soud just like an englishman....
цитирайOr from the exhausted gas of global warming.
From the time zone or
from the definition of the journey. " -
UNBELIEVABLE! You soud just like an englishman....
Добро утро, Понтис!
Прекрасен старт на деня с едно нежно докосване до красотата на твоите стихове....
Вълшебен ден ти желая! И песента е страхотна!
цитирайПрекрасен старт на деня с едно нежно докосване до красотата на твоите стихове....
Вълшебен ден ти желая! И песента е страхотна!
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