Poezia care cântă: Laura BRAT – GRAY MATTERS
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Muzician, poet, arhitect, artist plastic, om de o inteligenţă şi de o erudiţie cum rar mi-a fost dat să întâlnesc, tânăra bucureşteancă Laura Brat reprezintă un prototip al femeii care ştie şi are şi forţa de a opta pentru statutul de zeiţă. Poezia ei, scrisă şi cântată în limba engleză, pentru că în aces înveliş lingvistic i se desluşeşte, e amplă şi clocotitoare, traversată de leit-motive ale reverberării existenţiale până foarte aproape de tălpile însângerate ale îndumnezeirii.
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No one ever warned me that this
Would go astray, just the promise the dream and lies will stay
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I was never one to tempt
All the fates with invitations
Words I heard were mere distractions
Hunger in disguise
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Chemicals they had their way
So did he, and so did they
So much more than I’d dare to say
It will never fade
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Now this taints my memories
every dream is spiced with nightmares, trust
was squandered evermore now all I hoped is lost
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It’s the judgement and the curse it’s the lynchmob metaphor, the look that lurks behind their eyes
Pins me to the wall
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Not a word they’ll hear from me
Both my eyes are closed by force
Can’t they see that I’m the victim
Here alone until I die
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No one ever warned me that this
Would go astray, just the promise, dream and lies will stay
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What went down should never
Be heard of ever again
So they say I won’t agree with them
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No one hears the screams I make
No one sees the blood they take
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I am my own soul and I won’t dry
I am my hero and won’t die
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None of them will look in my eyes
None of them can fake the lies
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they cover up our eyes
they take our hands
they lead us to that place
(where) we’ll never think again
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if you can’t perceive
then you won’t believe
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deceiving all the herd
they break us too
we’ll never stop the search
for the light we once knew
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and we will make them fear
the soul the heart that always will
be able to see,
and smell the bullshit that’s right in front of you
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will you believe and keep lying to yourself
we can’t stay and hide, we need to see the light
deceiving all our senses we’ll just die
giving ourselves to power and pride
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the words they sell they shine
but still we always seem to see
the gold and silver glitter was never for us to believe
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they sing their worth out loud
but our minds scream louder still
it echoes harder further till all of them will hear
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you will hear the sound they make
when you choke them with their fate
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stop your eyes
hold your tongue
think by yourself
let them know
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You will see the sun