The rain is loud now, As if a giant feet arises from the clouds To step on the river under the bridge of my heart And disturb it in such a way That the sails of ships bend, And the water touches the bridge from below, Tickling it to sorrow… The rain is loud now, But actually, it has always been like this. You were there once, And I never felt it. But now, All there is Is this sorrow That tickles me from inside, As if it wants me to laugh, Yet doesn’t let me At the same time…
Come to me like fireflies in the dark
So I may catch you in a bottle
And look at you forever
With green light in my eyes.
Come to me like the wind on a calm day at sea
So I may steer this ship to the port
And never get on it again.
Come to me like fire trying to stay alive
On a piece of wood in the snow,
Like grass through a cracked wall,
Like an empty bottle of wine thought to be full,
Ignored by the waiter.
I just want to meet you again.
I know
That it's like trying to complete a jigsaw puzzle
With a leaf for a missing piece,
Like trying to create railway tracks
By driving trains in the desert.
It just doesn’t work.
I kick the door and hurt my feet,
I jump into the water and drown.
I kiss in my dreams
And dance alone in a room,
Pretending like Tchaikovsky plays in the background.
Sometimes they knock and I don’t answer,
Sometimes they tell and I don’t open the door.
I must be sleeping.
Yes.
And I wait for you to kiss me,
Dance with me,
Awaken me.
I am asleep.
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