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05.07.07, 14:18
Ty czekaj mnie, dzieweczko cudna,

Pod tą wysmukłą topolą!

Przysięgam ci - choć to rzecz trudna,

Że wrócę - gdy mi pozwolą.



Ty czekaj mnie i kochaj wciąż!

Będzie to wielką zasługą -

A jak się znajdzie dla ciebie mąż...

Nie każ mu wzdychać zbyt długo!



Lecz bierz z nim ślub i kochaj znowu,

Dopóki serca ci stanie,

I wierzyć chciej mojemu słowu,

Że to ci skróci czekanie.



Gdy minie już miłości szał -

Czekaj mnie pod tą topolą;

Chociażbym z grobu powstać miał,

Powrócę - gdy mi pozwolą.
    • inusek Re: --- 05.07.07, 14:26

      Kiedyś znajdę dla nas dom
      Z wielkim oknem na świat
      Znowu zaczniesz ufać mi
      Nie pozwolę Ci się bać
      Kiedyś wszystkie czarne dni
      Obrócimy w dobry żart
      Znowu będziesz ufał mi
      Teraz śpij...
      • noveltea Re: --- 05.07.07, 14:34
        Nic dwa razy się nie zdarza(...)
        z tej przyczyny zrodziliśmy się bez wprawy i pomrzemy bez rutyny
        • inusek Re: --- 05.07.07, 14:42
          Was it really so long ago
          we were taking photographs
          of each other in our winter pageant clothes
          skipping school going home
          running for shelter from a sudden thunderstorm
          kissing raindrops on your nose

          what part did I play
          in making you the way you are
          what more can I say to convince you
          you didn't have to go so far
          you didn't have to go so far

          you may as well live a universe away now
          I'll probably never see you again
          I wonder where you went
          where do you go what do you see
          do you ever think of me
          and california
          and all that time we spent

          what part did I play
          in making you the way you are
          what more can I say to convince you
          you didn't have to go so far
          you didn't have to go so far
          • chuchalscy Re: --- 05.07.07, 16:23
            Co to za nowe postaci na naszym forum? Proszę się przedstawić. Taki tu nasz zwyczaj.
            • dizzy81 Re: --- 06.07.07, 07:49
              Pewnie prowokacja
              • pathos_phobos Re: --- 06.07.07, 08:55
                Krzyczeli,prowokacja,prowokacja,a zomo przyjechało,posprzątało i pojechało :-)
            • noveltea Re: --- 07.07.07, 12:14
              nie jestem taką NOWĄ postacią, powiedzmy, że odkurzoną:)
    • inusek Re: --- 06.07.07, 15:01
      I drink good coffee every morning
      Comes from a place that's far away
      And when I'm done I feel like talking
      Without you here there is less to say
      I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy
      What is closer to the truth
      That if I lived till I was 102
      I just don't think I'll ever get over you
      I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky
      'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew
      That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs
      I just don't think I'll ever get over you
      Your face it dances and it haunts me
      Your laughter's still ringing in my ears
      I still find pieces of your presence here
      Even after all these years
      But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner
      'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do
      Even though I may soon feel the touch of love
      I just don't think I'll ever get over you
      If I lived till I was 102
      I just don't think I'll ever get over you
      • noveltea Re: --- 07.07.07, 12:00
        tak nie można
    • inusek Re: --- 09.07.07, 13:30
      Come in out of the rain thou sayest -
      But thou ne'er step'st aside; and I am trapp'd -
      A distance there is...
      None, save me and the bodkin -
      Pitter-patter on the roof:
      Behold! - 'tis not the rain; thence me it has to be -
      I will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear;
      Thou hast heed'd that I am of innocence,
      Yet thou let'st thy lass into peril -
      Thou let'st me be parchéd;
      My heart is of frailty,
      My pale skin is huéd damask.
      When thou thy tears hast hidden, "Come back!", thou sayest -
      There I soon am to be - but how am I to run
      When my bones, my heart thou hast me bereaft-
      But run thou sayest; I run -
      And there and then I behold that a time will come
      When I again dead will be.
      Thou tell'st me to leave without delay -
      I leave with my bodkin and my tears in my hands;
      Lo! - the shadows, the sky - descending;
      So by a dint of smite I gait
      Ere I run and melt together with dusk.
      Yon the reach of my mind I keep this event,
      But it seems as if naught is to change anyway?!
      After all these years thou left me down in the emotional dephts -
      The sombre soakéd velvet-drape is upon me hung,
      Turning my feelings away from our so ignorant world:
      All the beautiful moments sharéd, deliberatlely push'd aside -
      ...a distance there is...
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