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[20 Jan 2005|03:25pm] |
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EDYTA GORNIAK - One and One |
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Taatad taa. Vajag uzkraat speekus. Briivdienaas muuku prom no visiem. Mazu kaajinju diponja, bezruupiigi smiekli, nesakariiga buldureeshana. Smagi pietruukst nesamaakslotiibas, atklaatiibas un tieshuma. Mazliet par daudz apreekjina, puspatiesiibu un vienaldziibas. Zheel, ka dziive tik ljoti paarveido cilveekus. Zheel, ka nav iespeejams saglabaat maza beerna skaidro un patieso skatu uz lietaam un uztveri. Vajag uz briidi aizmirsties.
Un tas nekas, ka ljoti gribeejaas uz to otru dzimshanas dienu. Tas nekas, ka ljoti gribeejaas kopaa paspeet uz abaam vietaam. Plaani mainaas. Jo veelmes mainaas.
Kaartis ir atklaatas, jaa. Tajaas droshi vari ieluukoties, pirms izdariit savu gaajienu, bet jautaajums jau vairaak ir par to, vai Tu to vispaar esi pamaniijis. Es juutos pietiekami paarliecinaata par sevi, lai vareetu pat pateikt Tev priekshaa labaako gaajienu, bet - nee. Laikam jau tomeer vismaz kaut kaadas robezhas ir jaasaglabaa. Un tas pat nav pienaakums, citaadi es nemaz nevaru. Mosties! Taa var visu dziivi noguleet. Es ljaushu Tev padomaat. Es nekur nepazudiishu - tepat buushu. Tikai mazliet pakaapshos malaa.
Upd:
Shii meitene darina asaru krelles
Un izrotaa gultu un izrotaa lelles
Saulrietaa staigaa shii meitene skumjaa
Un visus peec kaartas laad..
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[20 Jan 2005|10:30pm] |
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Roberta Flack - Killing Me Softly (With His Song) |
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'I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style.
And so I came to see him to listen for a while...'
Kraasns kuraas- uguns liesminjas jautri leekaa pa sparkshkjoshaam pagaleem. Sveces liesminja. Miers.
'And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes.
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song ...'
Karsta kafija. Cigaretes. Iekshaa - manas gaishzilaas debesis, aaraa - klusa sniegpaarslinju deja. Atveru logu. Iekaartojos uz palodzes.
Fonaa Roberta Flack. Jau atkal bija piemirsies kaa tas ir -
justies mieriigi un labi.
'I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on ...'
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