ביקיני שחור / Daydreams |
I listen, as you talk with yourself every night in bed beside me Phrases, you don't even try to hide it, you just smile mysteriously Usually I try to daydream, eyelids shut, I'm on a cloud Murmur far away, you grasp for air, but you're wrapped up in a shroud While here the creatures smile and the flowers bloom The clouds are always pink and the sky is turquoise blue I have a special friend and he doesn't hide He's on a search for a creative way for us to find Someone who will help us to be able to finally confide I promise I won't cook for you or look for you I will let you be And if I ever do the things you want me to Would you not tease me? In secret, I read the book you wrote, I believe it's based on me The villain, he never smiles, oh no, just grins and laughs courageously In his dreams he's a priest in some forgotten country church He preaches the wolves and takes naps on his rotten, wooden porch But here the plates are broken and the cake is burned The path leads to the forest, so I'm not concerned I have a special friend and he never cried He never gets insulted; he simply swallows up his pride He regularly chokes on it and sighs, deep down inside I don't know if I'll ever be the same girl And frankly, I don't care But promise me that you'll never do a leg curl While I'm standing there Tiptoes, I don't believe you noticed the whooshing of my nightgown Star shine, looking out my window making wishes but to whom? In my dreams I'm your queen and all your requests are ignored I'm as beautiful and perfect as can be and I never get bored But now we need to pray while he's looking down at us He listens and ignores as usual smiling with disgust I have a special friend who never goes outside He warned me about what happens to the people who abide He forbids me to swallow my tears, before I chew my pride I don't wanna part from you; I'm part of you Not that easily And I know it's hard for you, hard for you You should know it's hard for me Giggling, sitting in the courtyard staring at statues with no arms Whispering in each other's ears, your hot breath, chills surround my spine I'm in school again my pale grey trousers high above my hips And I'm wondering when the chance will come when I can finally taste your lips By now the blood is brown, there are no footprints on the ground I'm aching for your touch but you are nowhere to be found I have a special friend who's afraid to fall asleep Although he knows that one day he's probably gonna slip Instead he tells me of his fantasy of cruising on his own pirate ship Didn't mean to bring you down or make you frown Not the way I did And if I ever meet you walking down the street I will beg and plead |
היצירה לעיל הנה בדיונית וכל קשר בינה ובין המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד. |
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