BogdanGusarov

Nights like these remind me of the times I felt, times when I had feelings. Feelings I had buried deep inside of me. Because they never brought me anything but pain and despair. When the night air smells like now, I tend to recall the moments of desire, tender intentions, romantic dreams and foolish hope for love. These remembrances haunt me. They tend to rise from their graves like undead ghouls and shake my calm. For such reminiscences I now feel nothing but resentment for making me what I am. They are like ghosts. Roaming about the dark empty hallways of the castle of my heart. At times I can hear the echoes of their wailings from the for

I'm rolling down Straight to Hell I'm boiling in a pot I'm under your spell I'm white-hot And I'm steaming I know I'll burn but... ...I'm not leaving Spill some more lava on me baby Throw me on the grill Barbeque me baby Grind me in your mill Toss and turn Fry to burn Cook me like a steak I guess that I'm a freak But without you I'd be bleak It's your cruel love that keeps me awake You are the fire That burns and keeps me warm All I desire My lighthouse in the storm The pain that keeps me focused You don't let me freeze Spare me of the bogus Save me from the peace You are the Devil's daughter So I sell my soul To y

Estoy captando el aire con mi boca Como un loco estoy tratando respirar Pero el aliento no está viniendo Y el cerebro no más quiere funcionar Yo quisé olvidarte muchas vezes Pero estas grabada tan profundo Que yo no puedo quitarte, porque eres... Eres lo único que yo amo en este mundo Mujer, si yo pudiera expicar Que mucho amor llevo por ti No nesecitaría grabar Estas palabras escritan aquí Yo quisiera ser un otro hombre Cual tu pudieras amar Pero solo puedo ser este pobre Cual el único que puede es fallar Y te pido a disculparme Porque lo único que un pobre puede es pedir Aparte de en

Если человек венец творения То бесспорно ты корона Неуловима, но внушаешь ощущения Как огонь, как аромат оде

If I choose to excuse Myself What could I possibly lose? May I confuse the truth About me Still, what could you prove? This all may sound-not too profound Since I ain't sober This can go round'n'around But is the truth really, really sharp or just so silly? Truth is just like love It comes willy-nilly, pure as a white dove, And to excuse myself I say I'm sorry Though you don't give a good goddamn For all the cheesy shit i wrote That for me was torrid That slammed me like a ram I lost my head up in the clouds Perhaps it has enriched my soul Somehow But I need to hit the ground Right now I need to feel the real sound And

I've told myself many times "that's enough" That I can't carry this in my heart any more But as long as it's there, I'm comfortably stuffed My heart keeps beating, as long as it's sore I'm grateful for my life being so simple so far 'Cause it means I've more time to suffer for you I fear that the beauty of a new start would leave my life marred Somehow I find it more beautiful to be feeling this blue Yes, I'd accept a change, but only if it includes you You by my side, my woman, my curse and destiny too In my world of dreams, poetry and things beyond, I would endure and wait forever But the inescapable reality is not so fond And I've fears

I'm sorry for not being what you wanted I'm sorry, but love stays love no matter what you call it I'm dead-tired, but I keep on pacing I'm an iceberg on the outside, but my heart is racing And it's a sweet venom, a pleasant sting To know I'll always be but a beggar Always thankful for anything you bring Even if you mince my heart with a shredder But despite all that I want to do something too For your pleasure, well being, I want to love you Love you the way you'd want it Bring you delight of any kind I'd be happy to sell my soul for it To stay a little longer in your sober mind I'm as desperate as a man can be And in my dreams I dream,

As adolescents we first met As young ones we first kissed Throughout the years that pass by we let No doubt each other we've missed, After the experiences of common After the evenings of romance As pure as a fine diamond It became clear at long last, I spent quite some years Living for every chance to see you Shed countless tears To see what I have to do, Because of the fate That's mightier than us both Impossible to escape Regardless of any oath, Across an ocean of time I'd reach to you surely To finally make you mine To love you fully and purely But life's not a novel Our story's not a film And I can't be your lover No, not in this rea

A perfect woman is a devil And that's the way it should be But be careful to never say never At least once in your life a devil you'll meet It's not certain she'll turn to your side But be sure you'll turn to her's And there'll be nowhere to hide No matter who spots who first Now I met a perfect woman A devil in disguise Not what I'd been assuming When she first knocked out my eyes As time passed As we grew and changed At the longest last Our game had gotten it's rules arranged How can I regret the sorrows When I live to sell my soul Forget the never coming morrows Blind as sorry mole But not a single day of seven years Not a second I'd

All the trivial cases, That all people attend, When they're in love, in outer spaces, When all the trials end, Rationally, it's all cheesy, Not worth a man's tear, Poetry is easy, When what kills you isn't so dear, Not so fatal, Nor so deep inside one's heart, Though we're taught of love from the very cradle, Taught of selflessness from the very start, What are worth the words? Without a tear inside, Without an image that leaves you disturbed? Without a feeling undescribed, Write as many rhymes, Your imagination's able to provide, Try as many times, To paint a picture of what's inside, Love, will always be the one, That'l