My Silence - Alina Sawuła

My Silence

To the ear in a dream,

Steamed up windows,

Golden pale day.

And yet,

If I missed you

No, I don't want that

I won't let it change

And exist like

Heaven and earth.

What is from the beginning

Like light and darkness,

Closed thread.

It penetrates me.

So sad.

Chosen

Come on a heavenly horse

Leaving an hour later

And don't come back until I sleep

And don't come back in the daytime either

Be painted like in a fairy tale

We talk very modestly

Make thousands of my dreams come true

Soothe my aching heart

Let me find support in you today

Let me find my strength again

Extend your right hand to me

Show me my future

I don't want to think about what will happen

Say at least one sentence

Who wants me who dreams of me

Who am I going to pair up with tomorrow?

If with you along a dirt road

In poor weather

Only I know about you

I think all day long

It's true, but not

We'll meet today though

Then everything will be clear

I'll crackle in the sky

Oh, gorgeous with pale hair

You live lightly in the heavens

Come down to earth and feel the joy

Pain anger superhuman weakness

Moment

The heart is raging, asked to dance

He wants to find the limits of the edge

I don't want to and I have to

End squeeze smother

Wave of desire flame

Two souls merge into one

She melted into a sheet of blue

Behind the ice life

The touch of hot rays

Dispels the array of burning trees

One moment of sunshine

A thunderclap from the sky

Pour eternity into such a short time

To envelop us in the utopia of the moment

Morning

Bitter evenings

Long morning glory

Flowing floes

Like white dogs

Evil wind blow

Water club, wobble, wobble

Rain from the sky

Life needs water

Buds need sun

To the end of the world

Silver dew

For the heather to bloom

Warm evenings

The morning page.

Pulsatile are blooming

We weave wreaths

Bird

You must know, darling

You are beautiful and wonderful

You don't have to be afraid of the bush

You can willingly give your all.

What if the branches sang to you?

And the leaves played softly for you

What if flowers danced for you?

And they folded their arms up.

I can hear singing, is that?... it's impossible

These are my vicious thoughts

Ah, you are swinging green leaf

In the wind in every direction

The golden sun shines with all its might

Don't let the bindweed get stuck between the roses

Bird, please don't stop singing

So, I wouldn't have to feel bad about it.