wtorek, 28 lutego 2012

Świątynia - The Temple


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I'm building a temple for You
My Goddess
The arched vaults are all Yours
Do cross the stone thresholds

You are the Mistress here
Of my day
And of my night
And of my every hour

Through the prisms
Of the stained glass windows
The sunrays will illuminate
Your divine face

There no altars here
Other than me

Tonight
In the light of the torch flames
We shall be dancing
The silent Dance of Souls

The gobletfuls of ambrosia
Will make us drown in nirvana

Who's gonna dare wake us then?

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poniedziałek, 27 lutego 2012

Zawsze - Always


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O my beautiful
Lodz lady
Always you
Always you
Be with me

Morning and evening
Day and night
Always you
Always you
Be with me

If not in the flesh
Then in the spirit
At least

My little angel
Sweet cloudlet
Always you
Always you
Be with me

O my turtledove
Snow powder
Always you
Always you
Be with me

If not in the flesh
The in the spirit at least

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Soovowkey TV


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Z kronik policyjnych:

Redaktor: Jak doszło do wypadku?
Policjant: Kierowca Audi stracił panowanie nad pojazdem... nadjeżdżającym z naprzeciwka.

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Redaktor: Dlaczego nie doszło do tej transakcji dewizowej?
Policjant: W pewnym momencie, obywatel Łotwy wyjął z kieszeni kurtki przedmiot przypominający broń... i oddał z niego dwa strzały w powietrze.

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Z ostatniej chwili:

Nowy dyrektor OSiR (nazwisko nieznane redakcji), w wywiadzie udzielonym naszej telewizji, stwierdził, że duża liczba osób odwiedzających suwalski Aquapark niekorzystnie wpływa na wynik finansowy tego obiektu, albowiem zniechęca do korzystania z wodnych atrakcji te osoby, które najwyżej cenią sobie spokój i intymność.

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niedziela, 26 lutego 2012

Już Czas - It's Time

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High Time
I'm packing my rucksack
And so out and away
My guitar is playing
In its case
And all's just wonderful
How wonderful
Blimey

When I've got my rucksack
The whole world is mine
And with the guitar
I can be alone
But what for
But what for

So many sandy roads
And green groves
So many clear lakes
Shimmering reeds

So many blue seas
Beaches of golden sand
So many stately mountains
How beautiful

It's Time
High Time
I'm packing my rucksack
And so out and away
My guitar is playing
In its case
And all's just wonderful
How wonderful
Blimey

The train is gliding
Towards the hills of my dreams
Towards my golden beaches
Or into my deep forest

So many sandy roads
And green groves
So many clear lakes
Shimmering reeds

So many blue seas
Beaches of golden sand
So many stately mountains
How beautiful

It's Time
High Time
I'm packing my rucksack
And so out and away
My guitar is playing
In its case
And all's just wonderful
How wonderful
Blimey

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Gawrych Ruda, Poland. May 1987.



sobota, 25 lutego 2012

Oddychaj - Breathe


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When the day is somewhat grey
And even time misses the point
In flowing
Through this fog of spleen
Where the hump brings you down
Towards the galloping night
And all the beats bare their fangs

But they'll have to deal with a knight
Who needs no time at all to win
Love
Truth
Simplicity
And the twenty connected breaths
Will make all the dragons scram
And you
With the sword-virtue raised
Will just keep singing
Om Namaha Shivaya Om

Though death is all around you
Illnesses
Wars
Sufferings
Your thought positive
Your thought creative
Through yourself
Will enact Heaven on Earth

Soon
All the fears and worries
Will die a miserable death
Love
Truth
Simplicity
And the twenty connected breaths
Will make all the dragons scram
And you
With the sword-virtue raised
Will just keep singing
Om Namaha Shivaya Om

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piątek, 24 lutego 2012

Świeca - A Candle


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You're like a shimmering candle flame
Always uncertain of your warmth
Life
Weak and pale is your light
Imprinted with the augury of death
You're scared of the wind
And of the wax melting
You burn frugally
Timidly
With the wick and stick complex

You look around and see
Those other candles
Dying
In the prime of paraffin
At the height of fire
Or those cooling graves
Stains of limited beings
And their silent epitaphs
Taking your breath away

But you can become a torch
A powerful and eternal fire
You only have to fall
And burn all the dark sides
The enemy wind will be your ally now
Spreading the fire-life
The amount of your wax won't be an issue anymore
As there's so much to fall prey to your flame

You only have to fall
And send the wick and stick complex
Up in the smoke of oblivion
To create new prospects

Bright
Luminous
Non-embraceable
Plans
Planes and sweeps of your dreams
As long as they burn
Infinite is the course of fiery events
Impressions

Oh burn then burn
You immortal fire
Conceived from a mortal candle
Oh live then live
My Love
As I live
Victorious
On my knees

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Alternative translation by legendary Jane Alexander:

You quiver like a candle's flame 
Still uncertain of its heat... 
Of Life itself. 
Stigmata, faintly shining, in the gleam of Death. 
Are you scared? Of the wind? Of molten wax? 
Burn carefully; burn timidly... 
The complex wick, the candle stick. 

You see beyond the candles 
Which fade; 
Like paraffin flowers 
Given to Fire. 
Entombed, scorched, stiffening. 
Silent epitaphs 
Take you to the air... 

And you can change the torch; 
Fire, all-powerful, the Infinite 

You have no choice but to give in 

And light up the darkness. 

Wind is the enemy's ally, 

But I will spread the Fire of Life. 

Let the insignificant wax tremble with fear 

Threatened, at the mercy of the flames. 

Just give in, 
Complex wick, candle stick. 
Embrace oblivion and burn... 
A brand new world into being. 

Clear 
Radiant 
Unfettered 
Maps, 
Tracts of your dreams. 
Until we burn, 
Eternal vastnesses of fire on fire.. 
Into sensation.

So, immortal heat and smoke 
Conceived from such a deadly spark. 
And so I live most pleasingly 
Victorious 
From having surrendered, my back bowed.  

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czwartek, 23 lutego 2012

Energia - Energy


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Little Geese are very special to me. Even a few days there make me a brand new man. Meditation and swimming in the morning. Beautiful meals with family. Sunbathing and more swimming during the day. Jogging and Tibetan rituals after dinner…

Run run
Bare feet on beach sand
Face in sparkles and glitters
Sea waves prana

Step step
Pulse speeding up
Breath breath
Pain easing
Divine atomic gift

Sun sun
Concerto on eyes
Blood blood
Roaring with symphony
World dancing

Fly fly
Heart beat
Wind wind
Wings inspired
Universe dancing

Time time
Eternity
Wish wish
Rejuvenation
Immortality

Sun sun
Concerto on eyes
Blood blood
Roaring with symphony
World dancing

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Hi high
Sun son
Hart heart
Beet beat

Won’t want
Meet meat
Sole soul
Been bean

Peak peek
Sweet suite
Be bee
Bare bear


Gąski, Poland, July 1986:


środa, 22 lutego 2012

Drzwi - The Door


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I fixed a dull gaze on the mirror
Wobbly and ownerless my walk
The train swinging with a whisper
Listen
You only push the door

And suddenly a warm hand
Touched my Heart
A Bright Figure
Pervaded my body
The New Spirit
Spoke
And the Secret
Is no more to me

You are the almighty ruler of the stars
Death is your servant and so is time
Your thoughts set the course of events
You’ll bang your head through the wall
If you wish

To you
Cowering in hangover
To you
A victim of your dreams
To you
Wretched of your own free will
To you
Always wanting to take
With no satisfaction

To all
Lost in the gloom of evil
To all
Searching for the daylight
I say
You only push the Door
And all God’s children
Will be gods again

You are the almighty ruler of the stars
Death is your servant and so is time
Your thoughts set the course of events
You’ll bang your head through the wall
If you wish

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Borki, Poland, April 1986:



wtorek, 21 lutego 2012

Szyba - The Windowpane


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Behind the wet windowpane
The deformed world smiles
Its eyes full of tears

Don't give in
To the rainy melancholy
Tomorrow will be a brand new day
The sun will shine a gain

Stand up
You can still find
Your true self
From the dreams
You can be
Regardless
Of anything

Feel the Transcendental Absolute
Inside the inside of every quark
Reach beyond time and space
Your Spirit is all ways free

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poniedziałek, 20 lutego 2012

Najbardziej - The Most


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An old man was walking down the road.
One could see length and breadth in his pace.
I asked him about the places he’d been to.
‘Tell me’, I says. ‘What’s the most beautiful?’

The man screwed up his eyes,
gave me a radiant smile,
and that’s what I heard:

‘The most I love rough seas,
long rivers, wild, deep lakes,
and mountains.
And mountains….

The most I love forests,
and meadows, and rye fields.
I love them.
All the most…

The sea of blue
or the sea of green...
The tops of hills or trees…

I love them all the same.
The same the most.
Though in a different way…
It’s hard to say…

Now, you must see…
The most beautiful place
is where you are.

Yet, you can’t stay…
As there are other kinds
of the most
to be found.’  

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niedziela, 19 lutego 2012

Cień - A Shadow


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I'm a shadow
That wallows in the night's abyss
A big shadow
Falling on your face
A shadow of the world
A shadow of myself
A shadow of mountain high
I'm a shadow
Only and so much

Listen
Listen
How the wind dies
How the rocking wild orchard
Becomes meek
Only the shadows shimmer
Of the branches motionless
Shadows live their own
Shadowy life

I'm a shadow
That wallows in the night's abyss
A big shadow
Falling on your face
A shadow of the world
A shadow of myself
A shadow of mountain high
I'm a shadow
Only and so much

Four spotlights have deluded him
Now lost
Enslaved
He stands
Four shadows shimmer
In this dramatic split
Beware of light focusing
And distraction

I'm a shadow
That wallows in the night's abyss
A big shadow
Falling on your face
A shadow of the world
A shadow of myself
A shadow of mountain high
I'm a shadow
Only and so much

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sobota, 18 lutego 2012

Gwiazdeczka - A Small Star


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Lost and all one a gain
In the sea of doubts
The rain and the wind
And the starless night
Without a single small star
In the sky

Like a statue
With its eyes fixed on the abyss of nothingness
He looks up in quest for the one
Who used to twinkle
For him only
In the sky

I soak in the rain
I don't sleep at night
The northern wind soothes my pain

Like water
You're the thirsty's dream
I take a handful
In my mind

Drink the water
Before it leaks out
So many slits
In your hand

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piątek, 17 lutego 2012

Hymn Radosny - Hymn Joyous


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The wind's dispelled those clouds and fog
I can see you rainbow a gain
In brightness and colours
You're my sparkling aurora
Floating in these heavenly blues
And making everything blossom

Above the glades of night mares
The Good Spirit soars
And from the embers in your eyes
And from the sweetness of your lips
A million rays
Have changed everything

Joy blasts my heart
Happiness shines
Farewell black night
My grey fog
Farewell

I wanna have fun
I wanna dance and laugh
As I'm singing to you

Why can't you hear
In the stream of words
My Soul's laughter
Bliss and ecstasy

And why can't you see
My wings spread
To carry us both
Up into a whirl of joyous moments

Your name is Rescision
I can see you rainbow a gain
In brightness and colours
You're my sparkling aurora
Floating in these heavenly blues
And making everything blossom

Above the glades of night mares
The Good Spirit soars
And from the embers in your eyes
And from the sweetness of your lips
A million rays
Have changed everything
A gain

Joy blasts my heart
Happiness shines
Farewell black night
My grey fog
Farewell

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