Enesepeitus

Me sammude kaja

Kostab neis koopa seintes

Väikesed jalad üle kauge aja

Jooksevad ringi end peites

Nii nagu meiegi

Peidame end eneste sisse

Välja ei paista mitte midagi

Tants Laugastel

Kui luiged tantsivad laugastel

mustadel sügav-jäistel

Näen pilvi taeva palgetel

On torm kusagil lähistel

Luiged liuglevad kergelt laugastel

Kesk eimiskit puutmat’ ilu

Must jää punkt lumemaastikel

Jaatab ja eitab elu

Valged luiged mustadel laugastel

Jää peegeldust minust  ei tekki

See hetk, püüdmat’ kaua veel

Kesta võib enne kui settib

Luiged vajuvad laugaste peeglisse

Puutmata musta jääd

Kaob hetk mu enese sisse

Ent tants mu igavikku jääb

As the Sunset starts to change

Today the sunset is

nothing like it was

yesterday – a bliss,
today it’s but a mirage...

Of reality, and as such,

not a very good one.

Yet everything’s so true to touch,

and feel, and love.

May it all be but a dream?

I start to swirl and spin,

and to compensate the fear,

I collapse into myself within.

No, still wide awake,

I can not feel this sunset.

But it can’t be fake,
and so the sun will set...

And paint the sky with colors

that I somehow can not read.

So it must be me ...

For mirrors of ourself, its said

Are everything.

And therefore sad

is this sunsets fling.

Puud on metsa taga

Puud on metsa taga.

Keegi on kadunud.
Aeg on saatuslik aga,

keegi leiab niikuinii

selles mingit lohutust.

Ja iseennast ammugi,
mitte keegi meist
ei tunne nägupidi.

Soojad tüved seisavad,
nired alla männi vaik.

Keegi leitud arvavad,

see eest leitud tühi paik

Seestpoolt pole mõtet

Vaadata välja nüüd
väljas kõik teevad lõket
tumerohelises rüüs

Ammugi mina tean
kõik kaob ja leian taas

Sinu jätsin noores eas
meenub kõrges heinas aas

Sul ei olnud miskit öelda
minul oli, vaiksin

Nüüd vaid mälestustes ta
sealgi ainult  eksisin

Bringing colors and light

Callings...

Deep inside...

Beautiful blessings - 

a light that doesn’t subside.

Could I give you some of these of autumn colors?

Someone painted on my heart and my soul

Nothing can make you feel so - like nothing matters

Railed on a glorious mission in love on your own

Where do all broken spirits go?

Thrown by the winds they travel alone

Always in nighttime they speak to me

Whisper and sigh so restlessly

Come to me spirits I’ll make you see

I’ll give you peace and set you free

Happiness is yours to find

Freedom is  all in your mind

..in your mind!

..in your mind!

..in your mind!

Calling to bring peace to your home

Shedding light to your soul-night

I will be the peace in the heart of your storm

I will be yours now and when nothings no more

Dim lit day

Blowing dandelions in the wind
they remind me of a fragile mind

Beautiful but blown away
by the beauty of that dim lit day

When the stars were all aligned
and the seals were broken by
kisses and the whispered words
dandelions and the morning birds