Vonal Declosion

Ah! Such work, this love that brings suffering,
Which frustrates when we fail to open ourselves--

The prisoner's yoke of self-imposed restraint therefore seems easier,
but only leads to hard times.

We're forcing it, shouting it, trying to express it, exorcise it
In an effort of relaxation, of letting go, letting go.

When love prevails, it greets transformation.
The will to power is just an evanescent fact.

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Need to be

It's this temptation
To be completely absorbed,
To stop bothering about the length of our life--
It's this fear of living, of continuing until the end,
This fear of meeting our own finitude.

It's this temptation
To deny the present,
Precisely because the present is imperceptible--
Hiding our faces rather than being clear,
Refusing to embrace our state of loneliness.

My tree is in bloom,
but it is still very cold outside--

One is awaiting its fruits,
the nurturers
that make us beautiful and strong.

The tree is like my life:
Sometimes morose,
Sometimes colorful.

I am seated under the tree in bloom,
Deep in the shade
Of light, of happiness.

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Hillbilly Motorbike

Everything is ending
and beginning--
nature has cycles
of eternal change.

It's over, definitely over,
yes it's over now--
but life continues
through change.

He has chosen life--
this hurried love is over.
We loved each other,
but we were tearing each other apart.

It's definitely over, yes it's over
life with my lover--
but life continues
through change.

Everything is ending
and beginning.

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Bop Scotch

You can't play with liberty.
It cannot be divided, nor can equality.
It can't be bought or negotiated,
Neither exchanged for security.

To hell with your laws that opress the people
and put our civilizations in peril!

Despotic powers want to codify their domination,
Disguising it as the natural order.

Now it is up to men to fight,
To create an ideal of liberty and justice.