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Monday, November 18, 2013

Because, it was you.. I relaxed...

So that I don’t lose them, I send my feelings, entrusted to words, to you.
So that they don’t break, I send my feelings, hidden in my heart, to you.
So that I don’t leave them, I send my feelings, hidden in tears, to you.
Hearing the sound of the bell, I gripped my last hope like in my memories from that day.
Within the time that ticked away, I send my feelings, sprouting so small, to you.
The light accumulating forever held you like in my memories from that day.
So that I don’t forget them, I send my feelings, drawn in the future, to you.
I send my feelings to you,,,

If we didn’t come across each other, I couldn’t have loved you so much,,,
It comes fluttering down.
Even now it wrings my heart.
Every time the seasons change again the brilliance turn monochrome.
In the moon shining on the water’s surface, your smile came to my mind.
By how we were able to come across each other?
It felt so painful.
By how we were able to come across each other?
I had a dream like this.

“Thanks…but…I’m sorry”, the truth is, I wanted to restrain you from that.
If we can meet again, then I want to draw a dream in your color.
If I close my eyes while gazing up at the lonely moon that doesn’t know of mornings,
your smiling face and the curtains to the future overcome space and time inside of my hands.
On days that look like clouds striding across the sky, hazily fading in and out.
Deep in my eyes, the monochrome memories revive and I quickly hold back my tears that almost overflow.

In the rift between the past, present, and future, what’s the correct answer?
It’s a meandering journey that I fumble through.
Yesterday, when I couldn’t meet you, I dreamed about you.
The town is in the design of night and only you seemed bright.
I met you and I finally understand the meaning of the sprout that started grow.
I want you to share your strength.
With a newborn love spreading my hands toward the broad sky
as if presenting to it, as if grasping it, so that I can meet you again someday.

Will you understand if I write it on paper???
Will it be visible if I turn it into words???
Everything disappeared, yet my body felt heavy,,,
I finally noticed the words that were lacking, even though they wrap up everything now.
If I confine it together with me then my thoughts will take shape.


[ Yehuda ]


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