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Two Such Lonely Souls

Tearfully damp, gray day So tired, so sleepy Horizontally vertical Thought spilled, placed on the palm And while I look for you Will I find you? Do I have the right To a sinful thought I will keep you With one word And I know I lose you forever...

Under Control

Again alone in my hole behind the iron doors I languish and wait for you Voraciously I breathe and burn with desire for The breast of yours and skin fragrant One more jiffy and you're here So near that I can feel your smell I can't endure anymore, my sen...

United? Divided!

We talk about scene We support each other Together we act tolerance We fight for the same idea Underground?! Jealousy - intolerance Prejudices - exclusiveness Sneer - slanders Stubbornness - fanaticism Where's the difference then? Where to draw a...

Urban Jungle Dance

Money is source of existing aggression Producing greed and powers that be The cause of political and industrial growth Of society and insanity Is growing and growing bigger and bigger Becoming stronger, becoming fitter Every day threats of violence In...

Visions of Future

Our lives vanished In the nuclear explosion Our hopes disappeared In the radioactive smoke My eyes have seen all Bare land to live on Everywhere you turn Sites of a fire No food for eating Thin men are weeping Proud once they were Now they are fad...

We Against W-All

Where do they take us? Where do we go? Will we arrive? Will they come? It's cold It's still dark And we're alone And we're hungry There's war out there I can hear them dying And they hate each other People kill each other 'Cause we were atheists...

Weak

Happy I live, happy I die Every day, alone, lonely Among four walls in my shell Made of pain and defeat I live like machine, unconscious of world Which grows rapid around me Estranged from everyone I'm looking into empty I hope, I want, I long I know...

While We Were Biting the Stone...

Light from outside breaks through inside Wild laughter goes through walls Noise from motorcars, squeaking of brakes Mixed tones of deafening music Look through the window: new windows No people, no motions Just bulbs turned on like traces And in fact e...