I stick to grammar just like priests do to God,
Well I try if I were to be more precise
but in some instances i dont care
i rly dont...

I feel regret
M y effort wasn't blunt, but subtle

S o I tried to balance you and me
O r so I thought
R ather it was just me
R ather you were hurting
Y ou have every right to end this

...Im sorry

The train whistles loudly
It huffs and puffs while fumes sparkle in the air
Wheels start moving again and again
This time - without me.

I don't hold the right to board this train
I lost the ticket long ago
Yet I still keep dreaming that one day
With this pretty train I can reach happy tomorrow.

Have you ever felt like you were a plant under winter's rule?
Deep into slumber
Or just like being a bit contious in your dreams
That's how I feel

My feelings are mute
From time to time I reach out to people
But it's annoying them
Because the flow of friendship isn't stable

I live, but maybe the better word is exist
I'm just a name on the paper
A few words without feeling behind
I'm nothing but something is hidden deeper

I'm....a mistake?
Some would call me a shut-in without motivation
A failure even
Some would disagree and give compliments

But it doesn't matter anymore.
Does anything really?
I just exist
And wither away slowly

A throne yet to be upsurped
By spring's unruly troops
She reigns free
Walking around slowly

Trees dance with the wind's rogue melody
She paints all of the surfaces white
A calm chaos
Brings nature's creations delight

When night ascends
Only stars emerge from sky
Yet they bear white sheen
And falling slowly die

I like you
Your laugh
Your ideas
That special blink you have in your eyes
But I know that he is better for you
And you'll soon realise
That I lied
When I said I don't mind

In the middle of mother nature’s valley
Surrounded by trees
There stands a vintage cottage
Only it’s smoke is seen over pine peeks

White with red bricks marking its sides
Lovely brown roof round as a mushroom
And near is a witch’s garden
Where all around the year her flowers bloom

She visits her garden daily
Waters the lilies, roses and lavenders
In her petite meditation space she finds serenity
Undisturbed by wanderers

She looks after her house too
Dances while sweeping with a broom
Gives widows a shower daily
And finds doing dishes pretty cool

Then collects a jar of fresh air
And stores it deep in the shelves
Amongst crystals and elixirs
Carefully, because one had already fell

She wipes her cauldron dutifully
Scrubs until she sees her own face
Smiling with the work she’s done
Witch finally plumps down on sofa with grace

She sells potions too!
But it can be hard for more than a few
To find her little hut
Because everyone’s lips about it are tightly shut

Little iridescent droplets form in the clouds
And start falling just like shooting stars
They sing, they dance in each other's hands
Play piano notes in the beach sand

A young grey seagull flies over my head
Celebrating the end of shower
Sunrays run along azure sea ripples
But I don't pay my mind to this matter

I start following steps left behind
Jump from one footprint to another
Hoping I can catch up to you
Or that the waves would erase them slower

You turn around and blind me with a smile
My heart is now a thumping mess
The hue of pink on your face
Really, is the colour of my happiness

Moonrider
Courageous, so young
She navigates through crators
Flying with her steed
Hooves clatter gracefully
She sparks stars with every glance she makes
Thunder echoes through this small universe
Everyone's heard of her
The little juvenille lady
On moon celebrating herself
She's been rowdy lately

Aš begalybę kaip riestainį suvalgysiu
Apsuksiu kelis kartus aplink pirštą
Ir pašokusi toli į visatą nuskrisiu
Palikusi trupinių taką tirštą

I seek to relive my memories
That have been left
From us in the past
To me now
I will be complete at last...

Word - blood

She's not ordinary
Her blood is blue and thick
It doesn't smear nor leave traces
Just causes her pain and makes others sick

She's truly not a witch
A descendant of lazurite
What once was a nation in Atlantis
Now a lonely remain

She's not royal
Her blood is simply not
But the way it slowly trickles
Makes the show worth a lot

So she lives in a circus
As disgusting oddity for some
Because her blood is blue
And the show of cutting is worth a ton

Žodis - užlūžęs internetas (Milda)

Internetas it aš pamokos metu:
Vėl užlūžo
Sunervavo iki negaliu
Gi tiek pinigų tėvai klojo

Tai vartau aš tą telefoną
Aukštyn, žemyn, šonu
Gal pabarškinus jį su kumščiu
Internetas atsiras savo noru

Pasirodo Balticum centras nebuvo atsakingas
Nes internetą vogė mano kaimynas

(arba)

Bet tas šiknius atsisako dirbti ir vėl
Dabar jau nežinau ką kaltinti: telia ar omnitel

Aš verksiu
Nes krutinė karšta
Aš verksiu
Nes nerimsta liepsna

Ji nori veržtis ir pro gerklę bėgti
Kitus liežuvio botagu vanoti
Sudeginti orą esantį aplinkui
Ir tiltus, kuriems nutrūkt reikia tiek mažai

Tačiau aplinkiniai nekalti
Kodėl jie privalo kentėti?
Gyvena laisvai
Neturi būti atsakingi


Todėl aš verksiu
Nes taip nuo liepsnos gesindama apsaugosiu
Aš verksiu
Nes jų ašaros sūresnės nei šių akių

I have maths teacher
who arranged a test on tuesday
today is monday
****.

Žodžiai - gėlė ir katė

Pieva šiuo meto laiku graži
Nusidažė gelsva spalva it pienė
Malonu žaisti indėnu tarp gėlių
Tačiau kažkoks neramus jaudulys suėmė

Kai pamačiau raudoną dėmę
Kai priėjau arčiau
Jauna, maža katytė
Aš ją "Kliudžiau"....

Žodis - Sijonas

Jis.
Flirtuoja kas su antra
Vaikosi sijonų
It be jų jam kiltų migrena

Tai įprotis likęs nuo mažens
Kai mama jo vengė namuos
Per daug jis priminė palikusį tėvą
Todėl neleido kibtis už skverno medžiagos

Vaikas nepažinęs meilės užaugo
Jo nepastovumą pateisina vaikystė
Tačiau ratas tęsiasi
Nes vienoje iš jo turėtų merginų
Prasidėjo nauja gyvybė...

Tema = žmogaus sūnaus diena
Žodis = transpiracija

Mes nesibaigiame - ne
Kaip augalai turi ciklą užgimti
Taip žmogus atsiveda sūnų
Jis negali numirti

Mūsų prigimtis to neleidžia
Instinktas verčia gyvūliais
Turime sielas, tačiau jos greit mus apleidžia
Ir liekame tik tuščiais puodais

Tikiuosi ateis kada diena
Kai transpiruosime į dangų
It garai buvusios žmogaus esybės
Mes paliesime Dievo gerybės klodus

Tačiau ar ta akimirka ateis?
Nežinia.
Pakolkas dabartį vadinkime
Žmogaus sūnaus diena

I hate mirrors
I would blind them if I could
So they wouldn't tell
What they saw under my hood

Should I?
No, I don't think so...
What's the point anyways?
To productivity I say "Veto"

Dramatic, desperate, delusional
Slowly drifting away from reality
In daydreams where I can become my true self
And distance myself from the current "me"

This shell isn't real
I don't believe it, I hate it!
I picture myself differently
So why can't I act like it?

This ****** cycle of repetition
Dreaming, planning and easily giving up
Sways my confidence
To the sideway of this life's road

But I can't give up
This is the path for me
Although wrong and stupid
It's the only...

Before a pretty sentiment
Now a stingy insult
Her death is so elegant
Only by hatred fires engulfed

Word - neighbour


Little droplet runs along the leaf umbrella
It's teeth are showing through a genuine grin
But the bus stops and it's time to go
I give my Neighbour Totoro a farewell wink

Žodis :Apopleksija – kraujo išsiliejimas į galvos smegenis, sukeliantis paralyžių.


Parazitas pro akį patekęs
Nesukrečia taip žmogau kaip tu
Nemuša iš kasdienio ritmo
Blogiausiu atveju - nužudo sykiu

Tai bjaurus užkratas, aš tikiu
Vidinė žaizda, gal apopleksija
Tai ne kilnus dalykas
Kuris kūriniuose vadinamas meile

Ne, neteršk jos švento vardo
Duok kitą pavadinimą šiai ligai greitai
Neleisk manęs kankintis
Būti pavyzdžiu tragedijai

Išvis pribaik mane
Nes melstis Dievui pradėjau
Niekada nebuvau pamaldi/us
Tačiau tokį likimą man nulėmei

Jei nebūčiau sutikusi/ęs
Tavęs tą žiemos dieną
Gal vienintelis kandus skausmas
Būtų dėl gruodžio šalnos mėnesienoje

English :
The day was remarkable
Bird chirps were mondo
I saw her across the club room
She was doing judo

Lithuanian :
Alio! Ką darai, po velniais?!
Rėkia boba iš pirmo aukšto
Bet koks skirtumas, kad jos katiną išbaidžiau
Aš gi skubu į treniruotę dziudo!

My bed, just like a long lost lover
Yearns for my touch
But alas the yellow blanket I have on
Gives me the comfort I want so much

Pelytė Zita nukurmėjo po šluota
Mano meilė sūriui saugi
Nom nom
Aš ir vėl likau vieniša marti

sunlight peaks through curtains
it paints the room yellow
I'm hungry for a melon

Winter is a cruel witch
She teases me without a hitch
My hands are cold, nose stings
Nevertheless she's a beautiful *****

Jasmine scent lingers
I fall down on grass
The sky is different
It wasn't as blue in the past

copy and paste
copy and paste
slowly
my energy goes to waste

don't. no      don't do it
why can't i break the cage?
sick and tired
i am of this empty game

i'm a waste, i'm a waste
my potential slowly fades
not a gold child
but a fool's gold

copy and paste
copy and paste
the mistakes I make
never leave my days

From ditches, from rubble, from dungeons
From false memory’s catacombs
From barely legible signs of death
When a startled heart from the grave reforms

You will select a single date
With the wind, which approached underground
So you could plunge the freedom as a burning needle
To the glass square of the sky

“January 13th” by Leonardas Gutauskas (in english)



Iš griovių iš griuvėsių iš požemių
Iš klaidžios atminties katakombų
Iš žūties vos įskaitomų požymių
Kai širdis prisikėlus nustemba

Tu atrinksi vienintelę datą
Su tuo vėju kurs artinos pažeme
Kad į skliauto stiklinį kvadratą
Smeigtum laisvę lyg degančią adatą.  

„Sausio 13-oji“, Leonardas Gutauskas (in lithuanian, the original language)

Tears drown
Blood boils

Lips lie
Smile spoils

Nothing more
Nothing less

Can you expect from love
In this game of chess

Sacrifice is needed
To achieve that goal in the end

Who'll become your foe?
Who''ll you befriend?

Will it be worth it?
Will you change your mind?

Is it better to trust secrets to others?
Or believe in a fleeting lie?

I hate what has become of me recently
And for that you are to blame
The sorrow caused by your memory
Brings me bittersweet and joyful pain

A spider I am
More talented than Arachne
My art paints emotions
With words made by threads of lies

Latern so bright and beatiful
Lures me in
I might not resist
  And completely melt
        In
           It's
               Warm
                   Embrace

Your lust for adventure is thrilling
So lets join forces to combat shared Nemesis
Normal people call her boredom
But to us - she's a witch

Belle of the stories
You enchant me with your gaze
You make me feel confused
And trapped in the maze

You feed my love addiction
I'm drowing in your attention
But why everytime that our eyes meet
I feel saddnes just from your direction?

I want to fall
Yet be the supporting pillar to you
I can't give myself away fully
If you're the first one who becomes the fool

The doorbell chimes yet again
He comes in.
The enigma of a man
A regular at this cafe

I make his usual black coffee
With a teaspoon of brown sugar
There's no need to exchange words
I already know the order by heart

He makes his way to the usual spot
Near the bookcase filled with treasures
Takes one out
And devours every sentence with pleasure

The world ceases to exist around him
Those words come to life
Figures emerge from the drawings
He becomes one of them

I wait eagerly for my signal
Just one glace would be enough
To fill my little role in his routine
By bringing coffee in this blue cup

Just small little glance
And my day would brighten
But it seems like waiting will be tough
As he got lost in the neverland again

Drip, drop
The mist disperses quietly
Drip, drop
There are only droplets lying around
Drip, drop
The rain subsides finally
Drip, drop
The silent cries are finally drowned

I got a super secret list
It has some ingredients in it
You see, I'm gonna cook tonight
And have some fun with it

First of there is the main course
Chicken, turkey and a goose
Beef, bacon, sausages
Served with some mango juice

Salad out of  lettuce and cheese
Would make a great side to the rice
And the souce made of chillies
Would compliment it pretty nice

I have to remember  to get some flour
Milk, eggs and butter
Yeast is pretty important too
If I want to make bread fun to chew

But I have to stop daydreaming first
Or else the shop is going to close

Time runs like the sand through hands
This frail creature's fate is nearing it's end
I'm selfish to be the first to go
But happy to be sent off by a lifelong friend

I might never see you again
But your love was precious like wind
So wild yet calming
Not worthy of a mere symbol like ring

Take this hand and never forget me
Cry as much as you can
Then finally release it from your heart
And build a monument in your mind

My last breath will be spent on your name
And this is a promise that I'm not afraid to say

If I had a big paper plane
I would be a pilot of it
And visit your dreams

Blank paper
So pure
Let me corrup you with thoughts
And stain with blue scars

The metal boxes which burn people’s eyes

Are a way to escape one plague by immersing into another

On it the people are communicating with portraits

That look like deceased ones' photos

As the last tune finally escapes the sparrows throat

The echo is stronger than the original breathing note

Depressing that we can only acknowledge that with time

And to only give praise to them who are sitting in Charon's boat