Πέμπτη, Ιουνίου 15, 2006

Ζοφερές Κυριακές...

Sadly one Sunday
I waited and waited
With flowers in my arms
All the dream has created

I waited 'til dreams,
Like my heart,
were all broken
The flowers were all dead
And the words were unspoken

The grief that I know
Was beyond all consoling
The beat of my heart
Was a bell that was tolling

Saddest of Sundays

Then came a Sunday
When you came to find me
They bore me to church

And I left you behind me
My eyes could not see

What I wanted to love me
The earth and the flowers
Are forever above me

The bell tolled for me
And the wind whispered,

"Never!"

But you I have loved
And I'll bless you forever

Last of all Sundays
Diamanda Galas

6 σχόλια:

sorry_girl είπε...

Κι είναι κι αυτή η Κυριακή που πάντα αργοπεθαίνω..

(Δε σε προλαβαίνω πια!)

Cherryfairy είπε...

και συννεφιασμένη κυριακή
μοιάζεις με την καρδιά μου..

mmg είπε...

:(
llmssgltsa

Godot είπε...

vre mmg mwro mou...
eimai o pleon ekpaideumenos na se apokryptografw.
Alla ayto twra to llmssgltsa ti na to kanw pes mou?
Oxi na mou peis ti simainei touto pali!

Nten katalabainei - Nten katalabainei!

mmg είπε...

check mail :)

Mari-R1 είπε...

i ll miss agalitsa mipws?