Sunday, April 29, 2007

nu am chef azi..



"When they call your name
Will you walk right up
With a smile on your face
Or will you cower in fear
In your favourite sweater
With an old love letter...

I wish you would..
I wish you would
Come pick me up,
Take me out,
Fuck me up,
Steal my records..
Screw all my friends,
They're all full of shit..
With a smile on your face
And then do it again..
I wish you would...

When you're walking downtown
Do you wish I was there?..
Do you wish it was me?
With the windows clear and the mannequins eyes
Do they all look like mine?

You know you could,
I wish you would..
Come pick me up,
Take me out,
Fuck me up,
Steal my records..
Screw all my friends
behind my back
With a smile on your face
And then do it again..
I wish you would..

I wish you'd make up my bed
So I could make up my mind
Try it for sleeping instead
Maybe you'll rest sometime
I wish you could.."

azi e una din zilele alea in care nu vrei sa faci nimic din ce-ai face de obicei intr-o zi de weekend. e o zi cu nori si putina ploaie.. e o zi in care iti poti permite sa lenevesti, sa stai in pat cu ochii intre-deschisi, sa asculti melodia de mai sus si altele facute tot pentru zile ca astea sau sa te uiti la un film frumos si in camera sa fie semi-intuneric.. cu alte cuvinte sa nu faci nimic "important".. doar sa stai si sa te gasesti pe tine.. poate in picaturile de ploaie care cad, poate in gandul care-ti trece involuntar prin minte, simplu si sincer.. acolo esti tu.. e bine sa mai gasesti timp si pentru asa ceva, cand nu te mai grabesti asa de tare in astfel de zile..
pentru ca nu merita sa "complici" o zi ca asta..