slam the doors and open new ones
shut the old days and throw
once and for all their long attic

and no more crying about it
and never again suffer
need to finish with this once and for all

23.11.18

unbearably unbearably hard
very hard to see decay
very terrible very terrible
see blood blows fight
unbearably unbearably hard
how hard and terrible very terrible
see dying eternal death
eternal death all around
will never be the end

and when the sun shone and childhood
it was and when the wind was blowing but light
and when the mountains and greens with us
sang sang sang just sang different
there were no songs of all this
there is never a feeling that we
immediately appeared adults and only
with childhood memories but no
childhood was not when there is blood

22.11.18

old guitar behind
and the old lamp before my eyes
where the road will bring me again
where fate will see me again
will my soul meet love

will the blue bird sing on the branches
will the harps play the melodious
will golden glasses fall from heaven
will the night fall for my sake
and for my great journey

21.11.18

were friends gone friends
it was the sun it was raining
there were friends and eyes
there were shadows and all angles

where they turned where they went
where did my tongues go and
chances are all and hopes and choices
where did it all get lost

lost and lost and
all in the same rhythm
windswept and windswept and
everything is absolutely as always

20.11.18

gums gums oh they go
where go where run
I don't know about everything either

and all step and all run
where I run and again
gums gums oh they go

day after day like water
both in paint and turning
I don't know about everything either

what do I know about what I do
what about me to be after all
gums gums oh they go

where are we all going where we are
where are we going step
I don't know about everything either

but listen to me listen
I exist and everything is ahead
gums gums oh they go
I don't know about everything either

19.11.18

created a photo and now
go ahead and now go on your way

created a photo and now
there is no turning back never and all

moments fly and therefore they are not
they were never like me
like all the photos that were

18.11.18

autumn rain autumn
somewhere on the streets somewhere
on the pavement somewhere on the arches
both in squares and near monuments
and near the boulevards and near the square

and what is that I see again
and I see the grave fog again
really again again is he
it comes it's about autumn rain again
swims like a fish that was yesterday

17.11.18