Ephemeralbutterflies

Nezapomínám,
tvoje tvář nebledne,
stopy jsou stále čerstvé,
v jádru je to pořád stejné.
Můžu odklonit pozornost,
ale to mě nezhojí,
prostě mě to nespraví.
Obraz, který ve mně vytvořil,
je příliš silný.
Je úplně jedno,
zda je to iluze,
účinek na mou duši
to nezmírní. 

Jako Samson
když mu ostříhali vlas
byla jsem bezmocná
neschopná předložit slovo obhajoby
vše mé bylo tvé
tys však pozvracel mou hrdost
hněv mne vytáhl zpět na nohy
teď stojím, snad
Bože, to Ty teď ke mne promlouváš?
Už dlouho jsem neslyšela Tvůj hlas. 

It's a mess. All I've been through. I wish I could say to you how much it meant to me. I wish it was different. I wish I felt differently. I'm thinking about all I've been feeling those last months. So emotional. And I still can't get over it and you probably don't care. All I can say it meant something for me, it meant very much, and it makes me wanna cry when I thing it had no beginning and no ending. I wish I wasn't so fucked up because of you. I wish you had meant the words you told me. But I was left with this shit and I don!t know how to go on. I was left with the fucking illusions and I didn't even had the chance to loose them. Because even loosing them would be nicer than this. Sometimes life is so fucked up. I felt this deep meaning of everything what happenned and now it feels like I should come to the conclussion that it has absolutely no meaning. And that's it. I just can't get over it and no matter how much time has passed it's still here inside me. No matter how good I'm at this explanation of causes it doesn't help. Because the fact is that it is still inside me and that nothing affects me that much. I try. I try to live my life and see beautiful thing in it. I'm trying to appreciate what I have. But somehow it's not enough and I'm just thinking about how ungrateful I am. 

Even if a day feels too long, if you feel like you can't wait another one
And you're slowly giving up on everything, love is gonna find you again.
Love is gonna find you, you better be ready then.

You've been kneeling in the dark for far too long.
You've been waiting for that spark, but it hasn't come.
Well I'm calling to you please, get off the floor
A good heart will find you again.
A good heart will find you, just be ready then.

Tethered to a bird of sorrow, a voice that's buried in the hollow
You've given over to self-deceiving, you're prostrate bowed, but not believing
You've squandered more than you can borrow
You've bet your joy on all tomorrows, for the hope of some returning'
While everything around you is burning.

Come on, we gotta get out, get out of this mess we made
And still for all our talk, we're both so afraid.
Will we leave this up to chance like we do everything?
Love is gonna find us again
Love is gonna find us, we've got to be ready then.

Tethered to a bird of sorrow, a voice that's buried in the hollow
You've given over to self-deceiving, you're prostrate bowed, but not believing
You've squandered more than you could borrow
And you bet your joys on all tomorrows, for the hope of some returning
While everything around you's burning.
Well I'm not leaving you here, I'm not leaving you here. I'm not leaving.

I'm hanging on
Hanging on, with the faithful.

Glen Hansard, Bird of Sorrow 

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