SMALL TALK AT BUKOWSKA AND LIBELTA: A poet in Poznan. - Poetry Chapbook, 2012.

“Krabo” They say moon is the same for everyone Streets are hostile or friendly Nothing depends on your luck You exist cause you’re taught to...

Sunday, May 15, 2022

"Solar Angel Kisses" - selected song lyrics 2019.

Hotel City

In here the days float on like wine
In Hotel City we've got the time
In different scenes the ages roam
On cosmic vibes we twist the foam

The sacred goal is out of reach
So on and on the children teach
The preachers preach and reachers reach
We're all the colors of the peach

There's chicks galore
On the cutting room floor
And tides and sparks on cores
There's chicks galore
On the cutting room floor
And tides and sparks on cores

I guess that time does pass inside
On Alexandra's U-bahn ride
And someone smokes a big cigar
So lazy...
The streets of dirt
Where thinkers think
And drifters drift and alleys blink
So hazy...

Hotel City queue
What else is there to do?

Trieste Chicks

In the open door she's standing
She's reading olden books
She knows all the sisters here
In the Brooklyn neighborhood
But all I really want today
Is a trace of Trieste chicks
The taste of green grass growing
Is the one thing I really dig

Time is of no meaning
In this cosmic realm
Streets are glowing lightly
Like Sandoz in the Rain
And dawn is never fading
Madness trips the dusk
Sun is acid eagles
Circling earthly dust

Darker moons are rising
Strings draw underwater
Sisters of pure joy
Cosmic kissing daughters

Storm clouds over snow moonlight
Melted like sunrise
Floating over fresh ice
Streets deny the 9th mile

Solar Angel Kisses

Twice I walked the London town
Once on fools to taxi rounds
Rock'n'roll the bitter cure
I never cared for pictures' fuel
Time was drifting on my strings
Vibing continental pings
For my lady bright and fair
Blow so sweet oh winter air

Blowing like the final horn
Waiting for the Mayan corn

Twice I bathed in the breeze
Of my woman's bronze lit lips
I never cared for earthly things
Look out what your aura brings
Someone put me on a cab
Said there's danger straight ahead
I was thinking upside down
Solar angel's growing crowns

Glowing like the final chord
Waiting for the final word

Tribal worlds collide within
Atmospheres so far from sin
There I feel a bird in time
Floating, glowing all around

Solar angel, here I come
Message reached your earthly throne

Alptraum

New eyes shine on the prophet highway
New arms hug the American freeway
Roses bloom when you move your lips, girl
Tires shriek when you drive your car, man

Talking to nobody cause nobody hears me
Loving only love cause only love can free me

New dawn rises on the heavenly body
New stars shine on the drifting horizon
Silent steps on the stairs to wisdom
God creates what we call pure freedom

Music is pure key, notes so young and free
Soaring clouds so steep
Sailing oceans deep

Where are you brother sweet of Alptraum
Who am I, sailor strange of seasons

Kings and Queens of the Road

Life is better with a friend
If she has your soul and hands
If she has your eyes and lips
Heaven waits on seven trips
We have music, we have wine
We have everything sublime

We are kings and queens of the road
We don't care about the mold

Love is better when it's quiet
Time floats better with your talent
So we draw and so we write
We are angels, we are knights

We are kings and queens of the road
We don't care about the mold

Death is sweeter in a garden
Of Arabic female wardens
What's subconscious stays this way
This is all I've got to say

Pyramind

I walk the walk
I talk the talk
Inside I feel so happy
The city opens
Like a neon fist
I write it on my napkin

I don't know what's happening
To the streets I knew so well
Seems like all my friends
Are going through hell

Drone sounds erupting in the distance
King's clowns sweetening my existence
Good vibe carry the night away
Just when I thought it would stay

I don't know what's happening
To the streets I knew so well
Seems like all my friends
Are going through hell
Through hell

Echoes of a future past
Echoes of a past future
Feeling like a warrior
Outshined and so futile
Ain't no reason for me to just stay inside this dream
I'll be leaving soon to catch my favorite movie scene

Seven angels sigh
Crystals in the sky
Bowls of passing tears
In halcyon years
Future calls the man
Here among the damned
Death waves high its flag
Life reduced to red

Sometime World

Sometime world
Don't bother me
What realistic people see
Was something treated seriously

I thought of you in many dawns
And moods and colors
I spoke to you of many roads
And errors

Your constellation brought me down
On UFOs and crazy sounds
I often dreamed Atlantis tales
When green skies broke
And sound walls fell

We never spoke of why
Because or future
Perhaps the tracks we took
Will lead us further

I sometimes thought
Of olden times
And ashen lakes
On crystal pikes

Time and Miracle

When rushed I ran
And neutrons boiled
I stood barefoot on foreign soil
Canaan was far in sight and smell
But Gypsies told their stories well

Space the endless corridor
Love and life the only cycle
Soft eyes the only answer
Good will the only sparkle

And cards told hell
Some tales of gore
The queen sang tales
From mouths of sore
She whispered I am of no use
In houses yellow
Of living blues

There's nothing on Earth worth saving
Unless it's time and miracle
Until it's time and miracle

So if time remembers
An Autumn word
I would gladly trade it
For a Cup of Swords
I never win and I never lose
There's a trace of jazz inside my shoes

Golden Rendezvous

Lipstick on the pyramid
Shadows on the Louvre
Tires on the sidewalk track
Bitter fallen youth
Working for the other firm
Feeling insecure
Hope they're gonna cure my heart
With another you

Endless replays fall in love
Searching for the butterfly
Crazy games for crippled children
Take their lessons far

Energy enough for you
Super trooper star
Lebensraum was not enough
Something seems alright
But spiders always crawl
Amnesia is way healthier
Correction sucks in the door
Proves my heart is wealthier

Starslide shine day
Door day May day
Joyce choice starfall
Night breeze snow call

Evidence of breakdance
80s velocity
Dancers and romancers
Tell me what a pity

Pawns and Clowns

I guess I got lost in the streets today
And the pawns on the sidewalk had something to say
I tried to speak louder, I tried to be quiet
But silence was drowned and somebody said
Oh my god, what a clown
And tears kept on falling
From a cloud in the sky
While a pure solar lady
Whispered „never say die”

I think time forgot me
And so did the folks
But pale rural landscapes
Edited my words
And love was the weapon
And life was the bomb
For doers of good
And shadows of wrong

Atlantean

There's only one Atlantis
Pure oceanfall
And lovers meet there glowing
Where water meets the cold
I miss the tales of glory
Told by sages sweet
Who live beneath the waves
And call our heaven streets

Underwater love is true
And words are sweet
Underwater love is true
And words are sweet

Where beauty has no model
Except eyes icy green
That strike the silver fiddle
For Neptune's sunken dream
I miss your heart of wisdom
Weaved of pink sweets
That stream new songs of beauty
For old Atlantean streets

Kings of ashen times
Never will return
But tales of golden days
In poet's blood will burn

I sink beneath the waves
Reborn from earthly woe
I sing for mermaids young
Who grace my life with song

I am a stellar body
And so are you my child
You dive beneath the glaze
Of an orange deathless sky

Neptune

Practice what you preach
Colors of a peach
Simply driven lines
Sentences of crime
Supermen are dead
Souvenirs of bread
Hippie times long gone
Messages hit home

Vaults of father time
Isles of flesh sublime
There is nothing new
In the book of you
So rewrite your part
Try another start
Darling what's to do
Waves will swallow truth

The Day is On

Some people travel
Lightly on leaves
Greek sculptures draw their fire
As they sleep
And thank you for the sorrow and the pain
The satisfaction
Journeys will remain

Trash the door
Kick the camel floor
Light is fine and the devil screams for more
Will you believe when
I remain a man
You're hotter than a bullet in a tin can

Once I believed somebody took the drain
Until I met the story and the pain
We will remain

Book on book
Like tides have always flown
And I am blown
Like my shirt that's torn
Where people never die
And are never born
Seven circles around
Seven streets from home
Alright, the day is on

Walking Clouds

Clouds on the horizon
Tears slowly arising
Life passing you by
Love as wide as the sky
Walking clouds...

Storms circle the bright eye
Dawn repairs what was done by
Death and thorns on the altar
Stealing from gods
Walking clouds...

Seems like nobody is watching
Solar angels approaching
Vril ships of India, errors of time
Walking clouds...

Argonauts and astronauts
Ships confused and people lost
Art of skies and lullabies
I'm eleven again... crying shame

Walk beside me not with me
Try and set my spirit free
That's the door to fantasy
And doves... ancient love

Best Bargain in Town


The day won't stop, it's tired now
The sun is blinking upside down
He studies life and keeps his head
Above the level of her bed
Where posters of his beauty hang
And someone says, man, you're a drag
You know you need it upside down
The jargon thief, best bargain
In this town

Coffee costs a trip too much
And I hate stardust fake blue touch
I copy things and try my best
To put my fingers to the test
Where earthly creatures stay to rest
I tie my bones to Medusa's mast
How dare you call me a dirty clown
There's life of panic all around
And tears are falling from your gown
Still I'm the best bargain in town

I try my best to stay the same
And leave the life of tears and pain
But Dalai Lamas can't complain
He's wiser

50 million Buddhist monks
Praying in the rising sun
Can't help but turn around in frown
It's over

And someone cries a dragon's tear
A pretty lady that's so clear
And pure and wise and she's alright
My baby

She always has some work to do
Down on dirty avenues
She's never been somebody's fool
So pretty

Her tactic spoils the preacher's son
Best bargain in a miner's town
She's prettier than the rising sun
It's London

To Survive

This is not my kind of scene
Psychic warfare and Vaseline
Roaring tigers and rock machines
Drugs as fuel and men obscene

I just need your love to survive
I just need the smell of your eyes

These are not my kind of dreams
Nightmare shocks on terror screams
Lady dune on poet's wings
Women bards, electric schemes

I just need your love to survive
I just need the smell of your eyes

These are not my kind of pipes
Hashish smoke, jam session nights
Munich kisses in disguise
Poor Ursula selling lies

I just need your love to survive
I just need the smell of your eyes

No TVs

Yawning clown don't bring me down
With your talk of fallen gowns
Try to focus on your dream
With a big cigar of steam
This is living cabaret
Be yourself but place your bets
Wish I was a party beast
On a freight train headed east
Bringing thoughts of love's rebirth
Upon lands of war and filth

Don't you play your hand game, pawn
All I have for you is scorn
Brought me down so many times
In the hiss of Buddha chimes
I don't know what's sweet and free
In your TV fantasy
Camera eyes on me they stare
I don't know who's really there
Lyrics aren't my concern
Free them from the forms they spend

Rock'n'Roll Office

Everything served on time
Every note, every rhyme
Every lover in my bed
Anything those lovers ever said
Ants on pages full of dirty pants
Definition of a rock'n'roll romance

Rock'n'roll office
24 days
Working for a penny
Changing my ways
Thinking of a lady
Pure as daybreak
She's my golden rider
But I think I don't deserve her

Every car repaired at once
Every engine sent to the stars
Every star a light of its own
Every saint and sinner moans
Dolls on pages full of empty calls
Definition of a mountain rock'n'roll

Every stone cast twice to roll
Every door once opened to control
Those behind the hurried sleeping wall
Baby don't you try to spell the word
Everything you get are broken worlds
Baby, that's my swirling rock'n'roll

She Brings the Sun

In the rain when the day is done
She's my girl, she brings the sun
When the mushrooms disappear
She appears and has no fear
In the moonrays of the one
She's the clouds that brings the sun

She's a rainbow Gypsy ray
Without pain and without death
When she smiles around the void
She's the light the blind avoid
Poets old and poets young
Write of how she brings the sun

Dervishes describe her moves
She's the time and lips of truth
When she lives she makes me run
Walk her long, she brings the sun

Dawn Birds

Dawn decides for you, baby
Interests explode
Dusk denies the filter point
Reality corrodes
Someone sings of broken pens
Virtual and frail
Deviants of frozen pearls
Decorate the days
And if you say alright, baby
I won't ever deny
Cause you're as pure as sunlit snow
In the summer sky

There's something in the way you are
That makes the twilight shake
And someone in the neon flash
That turns the night to flakes
And if we're done with starting points
Beginnings drawn from scratch
Well we could fight the evening joint
With one more swollen match
Then we could sail the frozen sea
Across the brilliant waves
And try a bigger, softer touch
That could describe our fate

The beach is white and phosphorescent
And time is of no meaning
I can't hide I'm inspired by people
And there's no deep trick in it
So I love everybody like I love myself
And there's no love within me
At least that's what I said
When sails tried to receive me

Cosmic Belief

Storms can't hold me
Eyes are lonely
Birds are flying home
Tears are falling
Tears are failing
Streets of endless dawn

And I believe in you
And I believe you too
And you're my guiding light
Throughout the cosmic night

Seas contain me
Vision fails me
Drawing tracks on snow
I am cursed now
But am free now too
And that was my goal

I could offer you endless satin
Sapphire and velvet blue
If I were to choose Arabic foam
And heavy horses too
But in the streams of camel's eye
Prophets lose their trails
And then forget the taste of you
Behind the falling snails

Mystics think they lost their mind
Heart and spirit and soul
This is poem number 6 thousand 1
On blank asylum floors

Brightness guides me
Darkness fails me
Seasons try their best
To change my mind behind your love
But this is not a test

Swan Balloon

Life surprises me each day
While you sleep
Dawn denies the sleeping hand
While you weep
So I go into my room
And bang my drums real loud
Dawn surprises me each dusk
When the sun goes down

And when it goes up
I get on my dream machine
If you know what I mean
Take things slow
She told me, man
There never was a bigger plan
There never was a day too soon
So we could ride a swan balloon
And sleep...

Love Was Deep

In the distant hum of being
Someone told me child
There is nothing I should fear
When the tide goes wild
Sin will always cover me
For the things I did
Peace will always guide my way
Back when love was deep

Years will never mend my soul
Heart or face or ass
But I can stay forever young
Living half full blast
Just remembering tired faces
Makes me wanna puke
Love's for living sandy vibes
Not orgasmic nukes

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