Murder's things (Vrahovo myšlenky) ; Silver knight (Stříbrný rytíř)
Murder's things (Vrahovo myšlenky) ; Silver knight (Stříbrný rytíř)
Anotace: 3,4) další anglické básně:)............posuďte sami.........
Sbírka: * The Heart of Sorrow *
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x Murder's things x
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The moon is shining on the sky
with stars at night on May...
My dreams are coming from the mess
in my spirit on the darkness...
I am smelling summer flowers
grown up in four towers
between unhappy stone walls.
This prison isn't false!
I am sitting on the chair
and thinking it is unfair
to be alive without him
today his corpse is slim…
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x Silver knight x
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I saw silver knight
in bloody fight.
He held the sword
the best on the World…
The day was very nice
but humans’ life hadn’t price.
the war has its own rules,
dead men haven’t any pulse…
My love Silver Knight
was killed in this fight.
In battle on blue field
changed to purple field…
At home waited small Kath
to her Silver dad.
But he never came back home,
she stayed there alone…
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Omlouvám se neangličtinářům, že není přeloženo...
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Tisk
ano vím:) ale neboj, já tě v topm nenechám, do ty angličtiny se můžem vrhnout oba dva;-)
11.04.2007 23:39:00 | Nikytu
to je parádička, když vím o čem ta básnička je ;-)nu, ale před pár dny, mně bylo z toho všeho, tak nějak ouzko ;-) Nikytu Ty víš, jak to myslím, že jo? ;-)
11.04.2007 23:35:00 | Dejfor
hm.. ahoj. Občas si takhle jezdim na literu, tuhle dám komentář, tu zase body, ale jinak nic. Tys mi vnukla inspiraci. A proto, že jsem napsal báseň na motivy tvého stříbrného rytíře, tato báseň patří jen tobě a nezahrnuji mezi svou tvorbu.
Worrior
Live? Place where I am a knight.
Every day I have to fight.
Fight is really without blood.
And my dream is my God.
What I am fighitng for,
in this neverending war?
My reason is love, my Lord.
And my belief is my sword.
But I am almost death,
Me and love.. it is bad.
But there still some way,
if everyone will love one day!
In the darkness burning flames.
Great power is their names!
In my soul is maybe night,
but I know, that this war is right.
I don´t know, what I feel,
but I know, that it is reall.
Stil alive I will try,
before I will be die.
I am not sweet Robin Hood.
But in my mind I am good.
War is strong how it should be
Please, come fight with me..
Enemies are stronger..
10.04.2007 23:20:00 | Memories