a.m.a-zone - September 21st, 2009

"Dzīve ir līdzīga universālveikalam: tajā atrod visu, izņemot to, ko meklē."

Un tekstu kaļu, kaļu no galvas, vai vismaz lasu, pārlasu, izteiksmes, intonācijas,
nu jau sausa mute.
Pa vidu katrai rindai tikai viņa vārds. viņa vārds.
Tajā pašā laikā, neizprotams prieks un sirds miers,
tad atkal pēkšņi žņaudzošas skumjas un pilnīgs nemiers, vai nepilnīgs.

Dažbrīd šķiet, ka knapi turos kājas vai kustos, vai runāju.
Citreiz - ka neviena cita nav, tikai es, tad ir vieglāk domāt, brīvāk.

Tāda sajūta, ka visu laiku rāpotu.
Es varu izdarīt savas lietas, protams, bet tās būs tik nepilnīgas, sassodīts.

"Travelling north, travelling north to find you
Train wheels beating, the wind in my eyes
Don't even know what I'll find when I get to you
Call out your name love, don't be surprised
Nothing at all, in my head, to say to you
Only the beat of the train I'm on
Nothing I've learned all my life on the way to you
One day our love was over and gone
What will I do if there's someone there with you
Maybe someone you've always known
How do I know I can come and give to you
Love with no warning and find you alone
It's so many miles and so long since I've met you
Don't even know what I'll find when I get to you
But suddenly now, I know where I belong
It's many hundred miles and it won't be long"