In search for ...

little piece of sunshine...

сряда, 11 март 2009 г.


Продължавам да вървя! Пътя, които изминавам на повтарям, с оптимистично обяснение и двойно удовлетворение... Клатя глава и приемам факта за съдба...

YEAH... Пролет е сега :)

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Анонимен каза...

I wake up , move from bed to chair ,
and even thought there's no one there I start to make my soul a meal ,
to lure her in the cage of steel ,
but when she comes ( and she allways dose ) .
She smiles and joins me with no fuzz .
She dose not eat , she just stands there , and stears the sunbeams in my hair .
In the spring she's like a dog .
Like a princes on the leash of frog .
I'm shouting heal , she starts to smile .
I had control but it's been a while.
Now when we are out she lets me know,
You'll be a fool.
Just let me go.
I am a soul , I’m not like you .
In spring I got more stuff to do .

The busy soul .