Thrystan

Sa va zic o teorie: stiti reclamele Orange, alea cu melodii atat de marfa ca imediat le cautati si vi le puneti pe player? Ei bine, melodiile sunt de cacat, reclamele sunt de cacat si stiu fix cine face reclamele alea: niste fete scunde, usor plinute, cu ochelari cu rama groasa si neagra, care au terminat Jurnalismu’, asculta indie, se cred mega cool si au decis sa bage muzica cool in reclame cool…

Cine cacat asculta mizeria asta?! De ce ia viermele asta inelat premii?

Oameni trendy cu palarie si fular, uniti-va…Sugeti-l pe MIKA! Sa va fie rege! Si sa va placa reclamele Orange! Am zis!

When it rains I’m feeling down
In the heart of  muddy town
All the nature’s wet and shaking
Tears are dropping and are breaking.

Crushing us with crystal lights
Flooding all the dreamy nights
Menaced soul can’t even swim
A lost victim it may seem.

But the wind and rain together
All forbid us the word never
And can save the drowning soul
Calling light from skies of coal.

Can we think and love like this
Rain’s a sniper , it can’t miss
It infects all lover’s spirits
They will break apart in minutes

I’m alone , I like the rain
It’s a healer of my pain
It’s the love I never found
It’s the always faithful hound

Some may think rain’s piece of dark
Have they never seen a park
In the mirror of  a lake
Freshness’ image is not fake

Each and every drop of rain
Holds a laugh , a sigh , a pain
All are brilliants from the heavens
Crystal tears dropped by angels.

it looks like
it’s going to rain
inside my brain
i’ve missed a train

this neuron, neutron bomb
is blowing up like a nova
connecting my thoughts
picking up soulless pieces

i’m in denial
and where are you
you’re in defial
and i’m in you

my headache is having a headache
and when i’m hurting, i’m imune
these synapses are dying slowly
while god whispers a kinky tune

it looks as if
you stabbed my thoughts
swallowed me whole
untied my knots

the cure for our cancer is making me sick
it’s tale of the strong, of the freak, of the weak
this is a coma of all cliches… a death time story
i worry, you whorry, this mind fuck is corny