waltz opus no.3 (friendly)

one step, two steps
so humble am I to have met you, my dear
so truly grateful and so truly glad


one step, two steps
i think i know you from a time before
i guess we sat at the same table
and you gave me wine and a piece of bread
along with your grace and kindness


one step, two steps
you told me about the sea
showed me the sky
sang me a tune of the old sailors
and gave me your coat not to be cold


one step, two steps
i never saw you again till now
so many lives have passed
so many dears for you
and then again for I

one step, two steps
now, let me buy you a drink
for old times' sake
if you're hungry, i'll you get a piece of bread
and
when the final hour comes
we'll sing old sailors songs...

one step, two steps
we'll sing till the rising of the sun
yours truly dear friend

waltz opus no.2 (the waltz of words)

Wosene Worke Kosrof - The Color of Words IX

we dance with words

one to another,

only that-another to just understand what we meant.

this extinct battle to be understood.

this voyage from feeling 

to finding the definition of that specific tone or choice

that is so particularly "us".

bounded with letters and rules of grammar.

under the obligation to resume yourself within thirty lines or more,

depending of the time allowed or the page size you are granted.

how hard was for the first man to speak?

what was his first word?

why from that moment on we've stuck boundaries upon boundaries

along with each word created?

...but how else can you be understood?...

how else can you "say" what you want, think or feel?

how else can we tell someone we love or hate him?

how else can you say you've missed him or that you're glad?

my dear words,

we've invented you for so long

to be able to bring to life

only a crumb of what's inside of us...

but what would we be without you?

so again,

day by day,

we dance with you, my dear words,

only one day to be able to tell everything...

till then, let's dance!

waltz opus no.1 (the frost waltz)

polar-bear waltz by outside magazine

i'll take you to the north 

while you sleep,

gently with your dreams,

i'll take you to the cold of earth

and by the grace of crisp

music will emerge

for us to waltz...

you queen of ice

me frost of winds

swinging our way

into the mist

time will arrest for us

all kept safely in my hour-glass

and fairies gonna light our ring

chinese-lanterns of the dusk

i will take you to the north

where's no age and wrinkles 

for the snow to comb you a dress

and the bleak air to mantle your shoes

for all time to dance

you, me and the waltz

clubbed to death

clubbed to death by angels
i wish to be. just to be born again
from a wave of fire and stone
skin hard for no pain as my soul
eyes to see all as my heart
re-born from this madness only to live truly by the word.

someone asked me the other day
what the word is?
i smiled in complete silence...
he didn't understand.

i would like to club him to death along with angels
only to be born again.
waves of fire and stone
to harden his skin and soul
eyes to see everything with his heart
this madness gets to be so you could live truly by the word.

drops (lyrics meant for a song)

roger mclassus - drop-impact

like a drop of water

falling down from the sky

so much freedom surrounding

i will fly, i will fly

like drop of red wine

staining your white gown

i'm so stuck with you

the world around, world around

like a drop of tears

dribbling from your eyes

i will lay on you

soft and wise, soft and wise

like a drop of gas

leaking from a pipe

all the world i'll burn

for you and i, you and i

like a drop in time

so hidden, so shy

no-one is to know

what future lies, future lies

like a drop of water

falling down from the sky

i will take you with me

for a while, for a while