Secretu’ e…


Secretu’ e sa nu-ti pierzi speranta si sa faci ceva nesabuit. Niciodata!

Secretu’ e sa nu uiti sa razi, sa canti, sa dansezi si sa vorbesti cu lumea.

Secretu’ e sa nu te indepartezi de nimeni si nici sa te lipesti de oameni nepotriviti.

Secretu’ e sa nu uiti sa plangi, sa-ti stergi lacrimile si sa pleci mai departe. Secretu’ e sa zambesti cand rujul rosu te face alba-alba si te simti minunat printre oameni. secretu’e sa nu uiti de tine in vreo iubire salbatica, sa nu-l lasi sa te anuleze oricat de bine ar fi cu el mereu conducand.

Secretu’ e sa uiti si sa mergi mai departe. The best thing that happened to me was meeting you. The hardest thing was letting you go. I’m here, at the edge of night, still remembering you, but not loving you anymore. Just a sweet, too sweet memory, the best days of my life, but 10 months are enough. I have to let you go to breath freedom air again. I’m not loved, I don’t feel like they all really want me, I’m not happy. I’m just pleased with what I became due to you and peaceful inside for the first time in my life without a manly presence to make it happen.

I am gonna miss…our conversations. Forever! That ain’t gonna change ever! But I’m still here, still trying to do my best for me, for my loved ones. For those people who really care if I cry or laugh, those people who really love me. Even when I’m just a fucking bitch in her bad day!

I remember my music, me singing and dancing alone in the night. I remember my dreams, my ambitions, my hopes and ideas, my principles. I remember me like I never did it. Now I know me. I know you.

Best time of my life was loving you. Preparing for those big-big dreams, I’m still here in S. city.

Not waiting for anyone to come back to me or come to meet me. Nobody matters anymore.

It’s just me and my purely perfect brain. My treasure and my only chance in life!

Secretu’ e sa stii cand sa te opresti. Ca tragi pe nas sau torni plicu’ de cofeina in cana, trebuie sa stii limitele. Ca lovesti cu pumnu’ sacul de box sau peretii, trebuie sa stii cand e destul. Opreste-te pana nu e prea tarziu!

Secretu’ e sa pretuiesti timpul. ca asa in 1.5 ore fara curent, pe semi intuneric cu draperia trasa de tot sa intre soarele ce nu e de fapt am facut curat, am mancat, am adus lemne si am aranjat frumos 400 carti dupa 5 criterii amestecate si complementare.

I’m letting you go so I can regain my freedom. I’m sorry I’ll never see you again. You gone, dead…

Secretu’ e sa te bucuri de viata ca toate filosofiile din lume te invata acelasi lucru in cuvinte diferite, bucura-te de putinul timp pe care il ai aici, in lumea in care tu decizi ce sa faci cu viata ta, in urmatoarele vieti nu vei decide tu nimic.

Cu un bax de servetele langa mine, doua prajituri, 3 cutii de pastile, fire si obiecte pentru 3 ani, o cana de ceai fierbinte langa mana dreapta, let’s do it Romania!

Another day in Paradise!

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