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 72983066 sbirmant@t2.technion.ac.il
Tanya was born 18 years ago, in January 1984...she
has a loving surrounding- or at least she believes
so ;) anyhow- she writes from time to time
whenever characters from her surrounding cause
changes in her ever-optimistic mood.
I'm shouting, I'm screaming, I'm struggling...
Trying to find my way out,
But still, I'm confined. I'm a prisoner.
In a dark, humid prison called Doubt....
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Every time
I look around
and see some people smile
I want to be with them and grin
just for a little while
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Those little nice things-
Which are always around,
Are easily seen-
But too rarely found...
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The silence of tomorrow,
The echo of the past,
Sometimes bring so much sorrow-
Or happiness to last.
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Was thinking out loud...
But people didn't know that
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I've never had the chance
To express my huge gratitude
To say: "thank you, I'm grateful!"
"Take care and please come back"
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There are things
That only I will ever understand
And only I know how they started
And sometimes how they end.
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Just like in a tunnel-
In an endless path,
The fear from our life,
The terror of death...
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Somewhere in space
So far from here
There is someone
I just can't hear
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זה היה נורא,
טבח בכל מקום.
הזוועה הזוועה.
מדביר שנקשר
לג'וקים בקלות. |
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