Monthly Archives: September 2014

Faith In Others – Opeth

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The grave of our youth is up ahead
And life has become a burden
We move in circles of suppressed despair
Waiting for the sun
And turning stones to find evidence
But it hides in the recesses of our hearts

A written decree of our loss
And we carried no faith in the cross
And the cold years are coming
For the victims of a longing

Out through the doors of starvation
And into the rains of damnation
Where the bitter winds are singing
For the victims of a longing

We carried along through squalor
With an inborn need to dominate and possess
It gives birth to an anger inside
And we can’t control this
The blood of departure in our tracks
Dripping from our emptying vessels
Your hand reached out to hold mine
But you’re grasping melting ice

Asleep in the rain
A child once again
And the ghost in my head
Has forgiven me

Lifted his curse upon me

Pale  Communion - Opeth

Pale Communion – Opeth


Sumnjajući (s)tvoriše ljepotu – Danilo Lompar

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na kraju se svi Putevi
ukrste u jedan:
ka Gospodu

govorila si
da je sve u volji

ali nijesi znala
da njena nedovoljnost
srazmjerna je
našoj grješnosti
i nevjerovanju
u uzrok
svih naših patnji –

u sumnji
da li postoji
put ka Gospodu

ostavljanje tragova
ublažavanje smrtnosti
je li i to grijeh
u strahu
da milost nad zemaljskim krajem
ne postoji

kažem
oni što zbog sumnje
stvarali su ljepotu –
ugledaće lice Božje
i zadobiti oprost

Danilo Lompar

Danilo Lompar


Black As The Sky – Transatlantic

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Like a fool with blinders on
You view this world as ruled by kings
But what if they’re puppets like you and I
And the world belongs to a few ?
As they soon hit the peak, the top of a pyramid
They find themselves embracing the darkness
Sworn to silence
And the world is “in order” anew

Defining their ways right into your homes
With the old wicked lies
A game for the few – They tell who will live
They tell who will die
At the heart of their home
It’s black as the sky

At the end of the day they say there is no way out
No peace in sight – none leaves alive
The world is on fire
And the weapon wrangler he thrives
Can you tell who they are?
Ready to follow trails?
Go follow the money
It’ll lead you right, right to the darkest pit
And a rage over all that’s denied

Defining their ways right into your homes
With the old wicked lies
A game for the few – They tell who will live
They tell who will die
You pray for some justice, but no one can hear
So you look to the skies
Are you one of the puppets?
Black as the sky

Looking up at the skyline
Towering blocks and shards of glass
Catch your eye
Bright as the stars on a dark moonless night
Black as the sky in the broad daylight
It’s the end of the road
Here the darkness unfolds
Keep your eye on the light
And hold your head high
They’re finding their way into your homes
But their face is unseen
Their heart is unknown

Defining their ways right into your homes
In the absence of light
A game for the few – They tell who will live
They tell who will die
You pray for some justice, but no one can hear
So you look to the skies
Are you one of the puppets?
Black as the sky

Transatlantic_Kaleidoscope


Veslo – Katarina Fiamengo

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Čekajući super-mesec
oblaci plove ulicom
Tamjan se uvlači
u kosti
vrhove prstiju
Rastačemo se
poput odraza na vodi
Mostovi su tužni obrisi
Otvaram kišobran
bez potrebe
Jedem se
bez apetita
Rasplinjujemo se
Neonski oblaci
Pre neki dan sam prvi put
osetila strah
od smrti
Od toga ne može
intimnije
(sebi verujem manje nego
paralelnim univerzumima;
u nekima od njih
ova poruka nije obrisana)

Katarina Fiamengo

Katarina Fiamengo


Towards good people – Marko Vlašić

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Somewhere in time
When your joy gives in
Think about us

Think how we are travelling to you
To visit you
To bandage you in pain
To tuck you in
And put you to sleep
For some better time

You have asked for it
You had that look
Towards remote people
Who are looking forward to you
Who are love

They are looking forward to the encounter
Far away from you
On the red builder’s sky

Believing in others
They are building the road
So that you would more easy
Set your foot
On a safe ground

And when they take you away
By no means look into the abyss
Don’t look at the world not being proud

Turn your head to the brave
To the good people
Who are love

Expanse - escalanteart.com.au

Expanse – escalanteart.com.au

 


Raj – Boris Bajić

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Stojte vi sijači vjetra, vi žeteoci bure,
Stojte pred Galilejcem
Uzmite kondir vina, dok se loza
Nije skupila i osušila,
Dok još nije u oganj bačena
I spaljena,
Ispijte na iskap
Ipak vas služi bludnica poslednje vrste
Plemićke krvi,
Drskijeg stvorenja od nje nema,
Jer drskost i bijes iz prestupa crpi.
Baš kao i vi, zar ne?
Služite se, gozba tek počinje
Jesam li vam rekao da niste dosadni?
Onda ste dobro utrošili pare.
Uživate u njenom erotizmu
Kad već upražnjavate lirizam masa.
Njeno pristajanje da postane plijen
Nemojte tako olako shvatiti
Jer ona ne ljubi iz suštine svog bića.
Takli ste svoje rajeve,
A zalutali u naš mali raj
Oženjeni filozof bi da vam nazdravi,
Jeste li za turu ruma, da čujete priče sa brodskog tuluma?
Ne mislite kao mi,
Marim za to
Svi čekamo vaš kraj,
Nakrkali ste se i napili
I
To
Je
Zasluženi
Raj.

Boris Bajić

Boris Bajić


Mousetrap – Irena Milin

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He had me handcuffed to a chair.
Why me, or the chair,
– not a clue.
Night after night,
the same dream.

Sometimes it’s a wall,
with my wrists nailed tight;
sometimes irons round my neck.
The eyes are open,
rising in the dark.
I’m alone.
He had me handcuffed to a chair,
and he’s gone.

Strange, even bizarre:
Me not being scared,
unable to move,
yet, perfectly calm,
motionless.

A dream?
A nightmare?
I’m burning my brains out.
Night after night.

One thing I’m sure of :
With my feet chained,
forced to the ground
the wings lay paralyzed.

Why won’t he rest his dark,
Rascolnikov eyes
upon me?
There is no waking up.
All of my wonders drown;
a body must wither and die…

raskolnikov

raskolnikov


Čežnja – Marko Vlašić

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Državom ogoljene
Porodice u strahovima sede
Po kućama
Pod svećama
Sa nadom da će glava naći posao…

Sa nadom da će oterati besne đavole nemaštine
Da će dobiti to malo parče zemlje
Da će zasad uspeti
Roditi novu čeljad
I obnoviti usnuli duh vere

Poor People - Andre Collin

Poor People – Andre Collin


Kad bih se ponovo rodio – Peko Laličić

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Kad bih se ponovo rodio
dolina bih bio
koju nastanjuju ptice

vodi u korenu bih bio
i krepio sanjare
i pesnike

kad bih se ponovo rodio
frula bih bio
frula dvojnica
rado bih lađar bio
i zaljubljene vozio
u zalive njima znane

dah zore bih pio
i pesma bio
pesma svekolika.

 

Zabu Stewart - Horses

Zabu Stewart – Horses


Put za istok – Korni Grupa

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FRONTTragom neke stare priče
Sledim tamnu noć
Šumi reka ispod mene
Budi moju žeđ

Tamo gdje sunce greje polja
Za mene skriven plavi svet tuguje
Istočnim putem treba poći
Vodi me željo daj mi snagu

Šušti tama oko mene
Umor zgrabi me
Spuštam ruke hladnoj zemlji
Sve je bliže sad

Tamo gdje sunce greje polja
Za mene skriven plavi svet tuguje
Istočnim putem treba poći
Ali izgubih trag u ovoj noći

Dan, budi me kiša, i šiba mi lice
Dok jutarnje krave zovu, zovu
Mame
Dalje

Dan, donosi ljude, što srećem na putu
I poglede plave, tražim hleba, oni mi daju
Pitam gde je put za istok
Dalje

Mnogo puta hteo sam da stanem
Da u nekom domu budem gost
Preda mnom je selo
I u selu koliba
I djeva bajna
Što krčak s vodom daje meni
Hvala ti, hvala ti
Potekla je voda slatka
Plakala je duša kao dete
Zbog ljubavi, al ne
Idem dalje

Zemlja, jesenje lišće
I mirisi šuma
Odjednom se šire
Čujem pesmu nekih ljudi
Sve je bliže plavi svet
Istok je tamo, a ja ne idem dalje
Istok je tamo, a ja ne idem dalje

Zemlja, danima stoji
I ja idem brže
I nikada kraja
Plavi svet gubi boju
Reka gasi moju žeđ
Istok je tamo, a ja ne idem dalje
Istok je tamo, a ja ne idem dalje

Odjednom u meni moja luda želja iznjedri svoja krila
Pa zar nije i ova šuma mila, i ova šuma mila
Ma gde makar je ona bila
Istok je tamo, a ja ne idem dalje
Istok je tamo, a ja ne idem dalje