Πέμπτη, Σεπτεμβρίου 07, 2006

Dancer in the dark

Here I stand all by myself,
just like in a dream,
the dark has come for good,
in perfect awe of it all.

Seems I am becoming a dancer in the dark,
a creature of my own, a fantasy!


Here I find the way to the door,
that leads me back to where I started from.
The sights and sounds call out my name,
there's no-one to blame for the ecstacy!

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Dancing In the Dark painting by Liesbeth Johnson

Here I lie, half conscious, half torn,
I am calling out for more, in a strange silence.
The sweet music that I hear has ceased to cry for love,
I have to look inside to find it.

Here I am again, in no man's land, in utopia.
I cross the Rubicon, I dive into deep,
I fall myself asleep, only to wake up next
dancing for the moon, a creature so unreal!

Seems I am becoming a dancer in the dark,
a creature of my own, a fantasy!


(c)Marialena, 07/09/2006 (here's one for the full moon rising high tonight)

2 σχόλια:

Σέργιος είπε...

Σόρρυ ρε κουκλα δεν ξερω αγγλικά, καμια μεταφραση πέζεις?

Marialena είπε...

καλημέρα! Το ποίημα λέει για έναν χορευτή στο σκοτάδι, ένα πλάσμα της φαντασίας, που μπαίνει και βγαίνει στον κόσμο αυτό, σ' ένα ξέφωτο του δάσους!