Our Never Ending Story....

Неви излезе от гората.
И Леголас я погали по челцето.
Защото е красив!
Гората беше тиха, а дърветата гледаха щастливата феичка.

- Обичам те, Леголас!
- И аз теб, Леа!

И това може да стане стига много да го иска.
Това е най-красивото цвете, което съм виждала.
Затова получи покана от Евгени Минчев за чаена церемония на 4КМ.
Обаче тя отиде да нахрани котенцата.

Това е нашата приказка без край!



I tied myself with wire
To let the horses roam free
Playing with the fire
Until the fire played with me

The stone was semi-precious
We were barely conscious
Two souls too smart to be
In the realm of certainty
Even on our wedding day

We set ourselves on fire
Oh God, do not deny her
It’s not if I believe in love
If love believes in me
Oh, believe in me

At the moment of surrender
I folded to my knees
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me

I’ve been in every black hole
At the altar of the dark star
My body’s now a begging bowl
That’s begging to get back, begging to get back
To my heart
To the rhythm of my soul
To the rhythm of my unconsciousness
To the rhythm that yearns
To be released from control

I was punching in the numbers at the ATM machine
I could see in the reflection
A face staring back at me
At the moment of surrender
Of vision over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me

I was speeding on the subway
Through the stations of the cross
Every eye looking every other way
Counting down ’til the train would stop

At the moment of surrender
Of vision of over visibility
I did not notice the passers-by
And they did not notice me