Vágyódás - Longing
The sky looks hazily down on me... and somehow now it's silent.
Everything around me is empty... there is no answer.
The trees also whisper mysteriously into the night... into my soul.
The thought hurts... it hurts that I feel.
Why does birth exist? Why does anything exist at all?
I am alone in the chaos of my thoughts... in madness.
In vain, I call out to the one I've been longing for for years, and perhaps now
more than ever... in vain.
Yet, they know I'm waiting, they know I want... their touch.
It tortures me... like everything in the sphere around me.
I want to sleep... like those who are never awake...
but I'm sleepless... too weak to fall asleep.
So I just drown in the sea of my tears... In the arms of my loneliness
This is my fate... That's why I had to cry once upon a time
But anymore, if there is such a thing, I won't... because I was, I am, and the future is dead
But maybe it never was... just an illusion... all of it
Csöndben - In Silence
Sitting on a clearing, and waiting
Winter in my soul, and deep silence
The gentle sound of tranquility surrounds me
I'm touched by the passing away
From afar, I hear the dried-up streams, the forgotten babbling
The silent scream of my dying body
And I feel something inside me
A strange feeling that blends into my body
And meanwhile I see the nuptial dance of shadows,
And the snow falls... It's cold
A body sitting on the clearing, and waiting,
Waiting to decay...
Winter in my soul... and deep silence,
And nothing
Around
Sírok között - Between graves
The pain that holds you...slowly eats you up...
And the stars watch my existence with their blackened eyes, hidden behind the clouds.
Seeing the graves, my eyes filled with suffering shed tears...
Tears of desire. The home of sorrowful souls...hidden deep within me.
The landscape is indescribably beautiful... which you no longer remember, but feel.
The old arms of the trees protect him from the false illusions of light...
And rock their gray children forever...
Waiting for the beautiful gift of emptiness.
The fog also pays its respects in the world traversed by the winds...
His silky cold touch weaves through my weeping soul like the quivering lips of a mother
Which say farewell warm words to his dying core.
I crouch at the base of a tree, hoping that one day your arms will touch me too
And they rock their gray children... and protect them.
Until emptiness delivers its beautiful gift.
Levél - Letter
A tear of a leaf that belongs to him and everything... will pass once, and yet not.
The touching loneliness of the forest weaves through my veins and touches the desolate world inside me.
Looking in the mirror, I see a reflection... and I just feel... that maybe.
The mist is as velvety and beautiful and lonely as a soul... in nothingness... in the wind.
The soft flight of birds breaks the silence gently and respectfully...
A leaf that falls from the aged branches of trees... and descends into the world of decay.
There is nothing and yet it surrounds me... it summons me.
A veil that covers you like a mother and lulls you to sleep... between the fallen tears of the leaves...
Living on in the memories of the fog... and seeing.
The breath of pain dances among the trees in the depths,
And his soft cry echoes in the aged hollows of the hollows...
Waiting for the understanding interweaving of the end.
And the leaves just cry... and her tears fall.
Hangok - Sounds
I took my pen and dipped it behind the veil of sadness,
Where I live like a shadow, locked in myself. I want to cry like the night cries
When the pain covers you with your cold heart to remind you.
But I have no tears, time has consumed them,
With his cynical smile as he digs his claws into the heart of existence.
A garden where I am and you are and yet not. A garden he surrounded
With arms of doom, joy and agony intertwined, as it is endless
Their veins stretch into nothingness carrying the passing away. I am an apple tree
He is old and sick, but only I know, and only I feel, and only I see.
My trunk is wrinkled, my branches interweave to protect. I can feel you.
I feel you breathing, I feel you cry, I feel you laugh
I feel you hate me, I feel you cold, I feel you love me and
I feel you stabbing me in the heart. You are a rose, many roses. Bright red
You shine in color. In the evening, it shines on your silky petals
The tears of twilight, to be cared for by your beauty, have yet to come
The end. The garden slowly fades into darkness and further and further away
He disappears and I become a shadow again.
Egyszer - Once
As the pain embraces me, I feel the laughter of suffering in my soul... and I know I'm still alive.
Far beyond the hills, darkness descends from infinity, enveloping the consumed pasts of the dead.
I know they're waiting... and they know I'm waiting. I'm crying now because everything around me hurts.
The past always reminds me, because my squirm likes to watch...
As my soul trembles and longs for the hills, but my body holds it captive and tortures it.
Even the stars look sadly into the universe... forever.
This is their destiny... and they know it. Perhaps soon my soul will be freed from the captivity of my body,
And he descends screaming into the origin of space and time. And there you will be surrounded by my loneliness...
Black, empty state. And the past that I don't remember will torment others... and I will be happy...
Me and my loneliness.
Mélyen legbelül - Deep inside
A place that is nowhere... The lost sigh of a tree...
My insomnia locked in a mirror where I stare at myself.
Raindrops run down my parched lips, which silently
He cries out into the heart of hopelessness. I'm traveling now... I'm a wanderer...
I look at my ugly face with closed eyes... A field... Everywhere
Colorful flowers are sitting... They are talking... There is no place for me...
I am colorless and may not even be alive anymore. Maybe I'm dreaming?!
No... I'm sleepless... Let the cold wind lick my flesh... I'm cold...
I hug myself with my trembling arms... I hide in my fears...
I will definitely not find myself there... Hopeless... I am there...
I'm afraid of myself... It's dark... Someone's calling... My name is being whispered... No
I can see clearly... He is slowly approaching... My fear is easing...
Oh, it's you... I'm not afraid anymore...
...
To be dead forever…
To be dead forever in this and in all worlds.
To feel the disturbing loneliness of insignificance.
To become one with nothing or even infinity… everything.
Maybe it's just a thought... Maybe it's just a hope, but it's getting closer...
I just look at the things in front of me… and next to me.
I'm just empty and alone...
Or maybe not?
Because death will hold my hand...
He just pulls slowly and in the meantime tells me about my life... Which I lived as pain until now...
And he just pulls... But maybe he doesn't know where either... Just away from here... Anywhere
I can no longer smell the flowers, I can no longer hear the roar of the streams...
I can't see the trees I loved so much before...
Being paralyzes me... And my mourning hymn just blows...
Beteljesedés - Fulfillment
The night embraces me, and the shadows of death softly whisper my name. Life is dark
His cousins cause, who have been on the road since eternity.
A cold wind blows through the trees, hitting me in the face with a bygone age
Painful memories. The fog descends heavily on my eyes,
To really see. I scream like a child at the passing away
At the threshold, when you muster the strength to cross. My body tenses up and
She falls unopposed into the ice-cold darkness to become her mother
For the worms. This place is mine, they dug it for me ok who is on the way
Since eternity. I stretch my arms towards the memories of the sky,
So that I can really feel how the wet earth touches her bare
To my body. An aftershock convulsive twitch as my body dies
He rushes for air, then relaxes calmly.