この花は
この花はいつ咲いたのだろう 誰も見ていない、その時に? 花はなぜ咲くのだろう 人々に愛でられるため? 朝風に知られる前に咲き 低く飛ぶ鳥達から隠れるように 物言わぬこの花も物憂げに いつか何かを語り始める? それとも清らかな陽光に包まれた 短い季節の過ぎ行く前に 静かに一途に言葉なく ただ花として、ただ花として? -- La Floro FLYING I'M FLYING
Flying I'm flying like an aimless birdIt was friday evening I saw you smiling Smile and smile again to me today too so I can firmly perch on your tender shoulder Where are you where are you my love where Flying I'm flying nearer and farther Wind don't blow me I like to be nearer Breeze don't tease me I don't wanna be far My love is here and I too should be here Where are you where are you my love where Sing and sing your song to me so sweet so The breath can touch my softest feather I wanna sleep on you this peaceful morning I am really here now and not in your dream Where are you where are you my love where Loving I'm loving like an exhausted bird Like a balloon toy bird attached to your finger Nothing can stop me fly over your steps ever Don't lose your hold of me in this empty air Where are you where are you sweetest heart Where are you where are you now my love Where --- something like: pres des yeux, loin du cœur. --- for a woman singer 06/16/2009 --- revised considerably 06/22 -- thanks to Geo --- who'd write music to this unfinished poem!? --- would you? (^^; |
