Sensitivity

[Avalive]

Sensitivity


My city is the blue one with a hollow heart
Invisible souls wander around in winds
They created the Lord of God
They made death as an invention
For that gift
They learnt to love
For love
They killed God

My gypsy girl
Your beauty is your flaw
The fellows of God that weep
And whip on their bones
Under the ribs next to their hearts
Try to get beneath your tiny feet
Bend to live between your bare legs
Oh,sinful, your innocent seducement

Look! the morning glory wakes
When the sun bakes itself like beef
She quietly blooms for you
Then you passed her by
My darling poet,dearest life
My child with the eyes of sorrow

The soldiers of Romania start to sing
The blood drips on the strings of their guitars
Then await,the ladies are dreaming of love
Your Adam's apple holds the strenght
Fights away all my fears
Open it wide,let's break the window
Greet love with love
Think no twice for once
Even if the rain might cry upon the scars
When a dove flies over my roof
The one last pray from heaven
Heals my love with love
The one last raindrop
Turns love into my static heart




Note: This poem is not actually mine. It's originally written by a friend,I just liked it too much so I translated into english and made some changes while I rewrote it.

[Helga]

This is great Avalive, I don't think I've read a better poem on this forum. T he beginning is very good and the last sentence, WOW. Great, well done!

[Avalive]

Helga, that's very nice of you. I could never get a better comment like that.
Anyhow,thanks for reading it.

[amuse]

please tell your friend this is AWESOME. may i ask what language you translated it from? whatever alterations you made were seamless, Avalive.

whatever i was impressed with before

The soldiers of Romania start to sing was surpassed by that lines and those that followed. and i was almighty impressed to begin with!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My city is the blue one with a hollow heart
Invisible souls wander around in winds
They created the Lord of God
They made death as an invention
For that gift
They learnt to love
For love
They killed God

My gypsy girl
Your beauty is your flaw
The fellows of God that weep
And whip on their bones
Under the ribs next to their hearts
Try to get beneath your tiny feet
Bend to live between your bare legs
Oh,sinful, your innocent seducement

She quietly blooms for you
Then you passed her by

The soldiers of Romania start to sing
The blood drips on the strings of their guitars
Then await,the ladies are dreaming of love

Greet love with love
Think no twice for once
Even if the rain might cry upon the scars
When a dove flies over my roof
The one last pray from heaven
Heals my love with love
The one last raindrop
Turns love into my static heart




Note: This poem is not actually mine. It's originally written by a friend,I just liked it too much so I translated into english and made some changes while I rewrote it.

[Avalive]

Thank you ,Amuse

It's actually translated from chinese.Therefore,the poem has been changed a lot word for word during the translating. I've conveyed your kindness and comment to my friend. She was quite pleased.