Please come again

It's been a while since you came to me,
Had I not called, would you be here?
Without you always I feel empty,
When you're with me, my heart beats clear!
There's many things catching my attention,
So momentary, so fully empty,
I look at you, you rarely look at me,
But when you do, I feel more like me.
You're still a dream in my childhood's case,
I know there are plenty, but I never find the ways,
I wish you'd come more and I rest my case,
Now why do I keep calling when you have no ears?!
(Now why do I keep calling when I have no years?!)

You're the most beautiful I've ever seen
And I never actually did see you,
But the way you feel and how high your vibe,
The more I feel I fly and the more I feel I dive,
It's an endless sea that I don't care to see,
I could never find another explanation,
It's a paradox, how I long to be
And yet I don't really quite strive.
I'm just sitting here, sometimes I forget my body,
It's so dark in a sunny day,
I'm material, but feel liquid,
I'm dispersed in the air,
While no one is looking, I'm there;
Once they turn their heads, just like you,
I'm gone, 'cause their hearts are never with them.

But getting back to you, who knows when you'll be back,
After last year your visits are now so rare -
Had I called you against your will?
I do feel like sometimes you try to run away
And I grab and rip pieces of you,
I know it's not fair and it's not ok,
But what else am I supposed to do?
You're my perfect drug, give me butterflies,
Yet you see others more often than me,
I try not to compare, but the mind wanders around
And perhaps there's some jealousy there.
So I become possesive, could it be a bit too much?
Could I actually be hurting you?
You don't have a mouth and you cannot shout,
You always just whisper somehow;
Just one word from your side is sometimes enough
To keep me going for pages,
So I've become ill for you for you come so rare,
You used to come in the past - maybe you're a teenager, too?

But I do let you go and then once you're gone,
I am left empty again,
You don't know that you're my best friend...
You're above every woman and above every man,
Why can't I be the same for you...?
Well, I bid you fairwell from the fruit of your visit,
Please take care and...please come again?
Think of me sometimes, at least a couple times a year
And I promise with flowers I'll wait,
With smiles and with happiness, no more jealous fear,
I will see you when we're shining instead,
When you won't have to be back in fear
But because I'll also be your dear...

20 de zile de preaviz

Astăzi am intrat în preaviz
Pentru ultimul an din înc-un deceniu
Şi cică va începe-un nou capitol.
Zburat-au anii-ncet în stoluri,
Pe rând în zile, săptămâni şi luni,
Toți anii-au fost mai răi, mai buni.
E timpul de privit 'napoi,
E timpul de privit 'nainte,
E timpul să mă hotărăsc că eu,
Doar eu decid şi că, altminteri,
Veni-vor ş-alte preavize
Şi precum pe păsări călătoare,
Pe care-i nefiresc a le ține,
Am să mai las timpul să zboare,
Ghidat de-alții, iar nu de mine,
Cu jind la țări calde,-ocrotitoare.

Şi vreau un preaviz mai lung,
De management, cu 45 de zile,
Să ştiu că doar eu am condus
Şi am făcut cum mi-e mai bine
Şi-am construit pe visul meu,
N-am fost pilon la alte visuri.

Şi vă salut, dragi '20,
Vă mulțumesc c-ați stat cu mine,
Că toate prin câte-am trecut,
Toate-au trecut.
Şi-n fiecare e-un război,
Deci a ținut numai de mine
Ca pacea s-o spăl de noroi
Şi să-mi împac lumina bine
Cu întunericul din lume,
Cu crucile ce-şi cară alții,
Cu răni ascunse-n vorbe grele.

Şi vă salut, hai, dragi 30,
V-aştept cu inima deschisă,
Iau ce-am învățat de la '20
Şi-amărăciuni le las în urmă.

Azi am intrat în preaviz,
Dar porțile rămân deschise,
Ca să revin în gând mereu,
Să nu mai am greşeli prescrise,
Doar file noi, lecții-nvățate,
30, hai să mă dați pe spate!

245.

Bine ai venit în România, țara mea,
Ca la noi, la nimeni,
Şi asta nu-i de bine, cum s-ar vrea,
Suntem unici şi speciali,
Atâta răutate şi tâlhărie,
Nu vezi nici în filme.
Stăm toți sub o pătură de jeg,
Şi lupii dau târcoale,
Dacă-ți fac loc, vii să stai cu mine oare?
E frig şi bate vântul
Şi n-ar ieşi niciunul ca să vadă
Pe unde focul s-a pierdut...
Dar, iată, vine-o vară!
Pătura s-a făcut tot mai groasă
Si nu putem s-o dăm jos, ne sufocăm,
Dar suntem toți aici, deci ce contează?
Ies aburi, e şi ceață,
Afară-i cald, în suflete e gheață!
Au ajuns lupii, '-s la televizor,
Ce dacă e color, cu sunet HQ?
Când vedem în alb şi negru şi eu şi tu,
Iar urechile ni-s otrăvite?

Bine ai venit în România, țara...cuiva,
Îți spun eu clar că nu-i a mea şi nici a ta,
Pentru că dac-ar fi, s-ar duce banii pe spitale,
Ne-am creşte oamenii, nu i-am călca-n picioare,
Ne-ar fi milă şi-am avea grijă de animale,
Am merge înainte când am vrea, nu tot timpul înapoi
Şi din exemplele proaste am învăța,
Nu să le urmăm, ci să nu facem şi noi aşa.

Bine ai venit în România...pleacă mai bine
Şi încuie uşa-n urma ta!

244.

"Try out new things, be who you want to be"
Sure, but my pathology is to be scared:
When I was a kid, it took me 6 months to build up the courage to take the elevator
(Once I did, I would not want to take the stairs again).
When I was a teenager, I was afraid to talk to people, until I got to highschool and made a couple of good friends
(Once I did, they wouldn't shut me up for the love of God).
When I was a young adult, I was afraid of what I'd do with my life, skipping sleep because of that
(And I'm still struggling, still there,
Still keeping my dreams hidden away from everyone,
Becoming yet another number for the sake of material comfort).

243.

If I were to turn back time,
It'd be just to relive it,
It'd be to live it better,
To breathe it all in,
To open all my senses
And feel it even more,
It'd be just to make sure
I'm not missing any second,
Not blinking through any smile,
All happiness for a while,
No thinking, only feeling,
Magic comes in all kinds.

If I were to turn back time,
I'd probably be a superhero.

242.

People love looking at the stars,
Now that's a fact.
But you need a clear sky
To see all the beauty beyond.
Now where will you find all that,
When you live in pollution
(Just thank "evolution"),
But you've got all your comfort nearby?
You love yourself a big city,
Think to yourself "what a pity"
When another park turns into your new closer mall
And then you comment with your friends
That you're all breathing shitty air,
When you don't move a finger for a change
(When you generally don't move without a car).

People love looking at the stars,
Now that's a fact.
Since the sky will give you nothing,
Due to the above already mentioned,
You'll turn to your good ol' pal for stars.
No, I'm not talking about the telescope,
Nothing related to astronomy, nope,
Just the internet or your cable for the win.
You'll see there so many stars,
You'll be curious to know,
What's their shoe size, who they fuck,
Where they live and where they travel,
What they eat and what they drink,
How they keep their stomach flat...
And by all means, you'll ask me that:
Can a stupid sky give us all that?

241.

We often wonder "but what are people going to say?"
People are going to say what they always say
Which is a bunch of stuff. Mean or shallow or envious.
What people will never do is actually live for you,
People with not live with your fear or regret of deciding not to do
What you wanted to do but were afraid of what people might say.
Just breathe. If you're a teenager, they'll say you're an idiot anyway,
If you're an adult, grow a pair and own your life
And if you're old, they'll say it's crazy but cute and hope they'll end up like you.
And if you're smart, you'll get that it doesn't matter, none of that,
That life is so short, nobody remembers most of it,
So do what you want, live crazy, live wild,
Because the end of it is whatever but mild.