Hail the pages turning.
And the future's on the bound,
Hell don't know my fury.
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, and maybe some faith would do me good.
I don't know what I'm doing,
don't know, should I change my mind -
I can't decide, there's too many variations to consider.
No thing I do don't do no thing but bring me more to do -
It's true, I do imbue by blue unto myself, I make it bitter.
Baby, lay your head on my lap one more time,
Tell me you belong to me.
Baby, say that it's all going to be alright -
I believe that it isn't...
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, you're all I need,
You're all I need, and maybe some faith would do me good...
FA
1999
"Chuzhie stihi" is "Somebody Else's Poetry" in Russian. The choice is hectic; the poems are posted absolutely voluntarily, according to my taste and daily impressions. Many of them I know by heart, regularly murmuring them in the course of my daydreaming, but often I fish out of the Net peculiar verses that tune into my current mood.
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You moved like honey in my dream last night,
Yeah, some old fires were burning.
You came near to me and you endeared to me
But you couldnt quite discern me.
Does that scare you? I'll let you run away
But your heart will not oblige you.
You'll remember me like a melody,
Yeah, I'll haunt the world inside you.
And my big secret - gonna win you over
Slow like honey, heavy with mood -
I'll let you see me, I'll covet your regard,
I'll invade your demeanor,
And you'll yield to me like a scent in the breeze,
And you'll wonder what it is about me.
Its my big secret - keeping you coming,
Slow like honey, heavy with mood.
Though dreams can be deceiving,
Like faces are to hearts,
They serve for sweet relieving
When fantasy and reality lie too far apart.
So I stretch myself across, like a bridge,
And I pull you to the edge,
And stand there waiting,
Trying to attain
The end to satisfy the story.
Shall I release you?
Must I release you
As I rise to meet my glory?
But my big secret
Gonna hover over your life,
Gonna keep you reaching,
When I'm gone like yesterday,
When I'm high like heaven,
When I'm strong like music,
'Cause I'm slow like honey, and
Heavy with mood
Fiona Apple
"Slow Like Honey"
1996
You came near to me and you endeared to me
But you couldnt quite discern me.
Does that scare you? I'll let you run away
But your heart will not oblige you.
You'll remember me like a melody,
Yeah, I'll haunt the world inside you.
And my big secret - gonna win you over
Slow like honey, heavy with mood -
I'll let you see me, I'll covet your regard,
I'll invade your demeanor,
And you'll yield to me like a scent in the breeze,
And you'll wonder what it is about me.
Its my big secret - keeping you coming,
Slow like honey, heavy with mood.
Though dreams can be deceiving,
Like faces are to hearts,
They serve for sweet relieving
When fantasy and reality lie too far apart.
So I stretch myself across, like a bridge,
And I pull you to the edge,
And stand there waiting,
Trying to attain
The end to satisfy the story.
Shall I release you?
Must I release you
As I rise to meet my glory?
But my big secret
Gonna hover over your life,
Gonna keep you reaching,
When I'm gone like yesterday,
When I'm high like heaven,
When I'm strong like music,
'Cause I'm slow like honey, and
Heavy with mood
Fiona Apple
"Slow Like Honey"
1996
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