Egyszer volt, hol nem volt…
Volt Candy és Dan.
Éppen tombolt a forróság.
A gyanta is leolvadt a fákról.
A fiú bárhová felmászott, erkélyre kúszott, bármit megtett volna.
Ó édes Danny…
Ezernyi apró madár fésülte a lány haját…
Minden arany színben játszott.
Egy éjjel az ágy tüzet fogott.
A fiú helyes volt és sok trükköt ismert.
Napfényen és csokin éltünk.
Egy különleges élmény délutánja volt.
Danny a fenegyerek.
Candy eltűnt.
A nap utolsó sugarai cápaként cikáztak
„Most úgy akarom, hogy te.”
Sebtében robbantál bele az életembe, és ez tetszett.
Az öröm tócsájában gázoltunk.
Combig merültem benne.
Combig merültem benne.
Aztán rés támadt a dolgok között
És az egész föld megbillent.
Erre vártunk…
Mindig ezt akartuk…
Ha bennem vagy…
a gyász nász, akár egy életre…
Soha többé nem alszom el
NEM ALSZOM EL
A szörny a medencében.
A kutya természete, hogy megugassa a macskát, a csirkéket és a futóbabot.
Bármerre nézem…
Néha gyűlöllek…
Péntekenként…
Nem akartam a szemedre hányni
Soha nem akartam elmondani
Soha nem akartam, hogy kijöjjön belőlem
Semmi baj
Minden jóra fordul…
Röhögnöm kell, micsoda tréfamester lettél.
Virággal telt váza az ágy mellett
Virágok…
Betörtem a fejed
Az ágy hátsó részén…
A baba reggel halt meg…
Nevet adtunk neki.
Thomasnak hívták
Szegény pici Isten
A szíve úgy vert, mintha woodoo dobok volnának.
Candy
Once upon a time, there was Candy and Dan.
Things were very hot that year.
All the wax was melting in the trees.
He would climb balconies, climb everywhere, do anything for her, oh Danny boy.
Thousands of birds, the tiniest birds, adorned her hair.
Everything was gold.
One night the bed caught fire.
He was handsome and a very good criminal.
We lived on sunlight and chocolate bars.
It was the afternoon of extravagant delight.
Danny the daredevil.
Candy went missing.
The days last rays of sunshine cruise like sharks.
I want to try it your way this time.
You came into my life really fast and I liked it.
We squelched in the mud of our joy.
I was wet-thighed with surrender.
Then there was a gap in things and the whole earth tilted.
This is the business.
This, is what we're after.
With you inside me comes the hatch of death.
And perhaps I'll simply never sleep again.
The monster in the pool.
We are a proper family now with cats and chickens and runner beans.
Everywhere I looked.
And sometimes I hate you.
Friday -- I didn't mean that, mother of the blueness.
Angel of the storm.
Remember me in my opaqueness.
You pointed at the sky, that one called Sirius or dog star, but on here on earth.
Fly away sun.
Ha ha fuck ha you are so funny Dan.
A vase of flowers by the bed.
My bare blue knees at dawn.
These ruffled sheets and you are gone and I am going too.
I broke your head on the back of the bed but the baby he died in the morning.
I gave him a name.
His name was Thomas.
Poor little god.
His heart pounds like a voodoo drum.
Things were very hot that year.
All the wax was melting in the trees.
He would climb balconies, climb everywhere, do anything for her, oh Danny boy.
Thousands of birds, the tiniest birds, adorned her hair.
Everything was gold.
One night the bed caught fire.
He was handsome and a very good criminal.
We lived on sunlight and chocolate bars.
It was the afternoon of extravagant delight.
Danny the daredevil.
Candy went missing.
The days last rays of sunshine cruise like sharks.
I want to try it your way this time.
You came into my life really fast and I liked it.
We squelched in the mud of our joy.
I was wet-thighed with surrender.
Then there was a gap in things and the whole earth tilted.
This is the business.
This, is what we're after.
With you inside me comes the hatch of death.
And perhaps I'll simply never sleep again.
The monster in the pool.
We are a proper family now with cats and chickens and runner beans.
Everywhere I looked.
And sometimes I hate you.
Friday -- I didn't mean that, mother of the blueness.
Angel of the storm.
Remember me in my opaqueness.
You pointed at the sky, that one called Sirius or dog star, but on here on earth.
Fly away sun.
Ha ha fuck ha you are so funny Dan.
A vase of flowers by the bed.
My bare blue knees at dawn.
These ruffled sheets and you are gone and I am going too.
I broke your head on the back of the bed but the baby he died in the morning.
I gave him a name.
His name was Thomas.
Poor little god.
His heart pounds like a voodoo drum.
1 megjegyzés:
a filmtörténelem egyik legszebb jelenete,imádtam:)
Megjegyzés küldése