Alina Maria Ivan

Beyond beyond the church there is god in my mother`s hands in my father`s eternal pipe in the sunrays going through the window beyond the shrine there is god in the women`s womb in wings

tu ausencia me quema mis brazos, mis labios sin vida sin deseo sin tu piel la noche un cementerio de recuerdos el día un papel para poemas tristes ya no te llamo

I took a break from love to possibly think of you to write something about the dead I mean about the dead man inside of me who rises with our first kiss. the dead man inside of me once so

The Sky In a Cage I take my life too tragically I said to myself I better walk barefooted on the grass to feel my roots close to me again I think the sun has got roots too sometimes we hug

When you came into my life There was a sign above my door "Keep the hell out" I played with fire a little bit longer than I should have Your love a burning log Burning old pains remains of

the liberation from the past is not mine, father the bottles aligned on the back of the memory still frighten me the clearness that you will be gone one day and I will not be able to mourn over

esta noche mi corazón se convierte en una ciudad cosmopolita tiene el encanto de Barcelona la energía de Nueva York esta ciudad tiene una vida propria no escucha a nadie plancha de metal que

a world separated by walls and something warm to comfort wounds again I small and lousy as I am I cannot remember how your eyes looked like if they starred into emptiness or if they simply

I count all my fingers till night runs into dawn I know by heart the long lines of my palm still they crawl into each other then suddenly dissapear my destiny shouts the broken lines run

I dreamed of you by the water A world separated by walls and something warm to comfort wounds And me so little and lousy as I am I cannot rememeber how your eyes looked like if they starred in

where will I find words? in silence where will I find love? in loneliness is there innocence? in beginnings and me? what will i find? yourself where? in simple words in blind loneliness in

me cuentas que una mariposa sin alas no puede vivir me cuentas que las estrellas no brillan quando estas cerca de ellos me cuentas pero tu no sientes que la mapiposa soy yo

we stand embraced on the wings of a butterfly today is not too soon is not loo late we often meet on the edge of a cloud take long walks together we say no words we have no religion the only

I can easily reach the painkiller cabinet but there are some things which can not be solved like that, I stand in the center of the apartment, barefoot, the darkness around bites my skin, for

I can easily reach the painkiller cabinet but there are some things which can not be solved like that, I stand in the center of the apartament, barefoot, the darkness around bites my skin, for

I can easily reach the painkiller cabinet but there are some things which can not be solved like that, I stand in the center of the apartament, barefoot, the darkness around bites my skin, for

the road is a hound who toadies under the feet of the one who leaves it's a snake's tongue when it splits under the feet of the one who leaves it's a golden fish ready to fulfill three

the road is a hound who toadies under the feet of the one who leaves it's a snake's tongue when it splits under the feet of the one who leaves it's a golden fish ready to fulfill three

for the two of us the world is not here I hear birds lifting their heavy wings you are forever my heart`s native magician of spring remains lighter in a distant corner of my soul the fir-tree

tu piensas que la oscuridad desciende como el viento y la noche llora como una virgen triste pero no no esta el buyo no esta la noche soy yo que estoy buscando para usted fuera de los

I looked through an old day pressed in itself like a bull's eye inside autumn stood on the bed and caressed my right temple I opened my heavy eyes I stretched a late arm then I caressed her hair

I looked through an old day pressed in itself like a bull's eye inside autumn stood on the bed and caressed my right temple I opened my heavy eyes I stretched a late arm then I caressed her hair

cuando tu me ves soy más hermosa cuando tus manos me tocan la piel es un libro con miles de páginas pero cuando te vas yo donde me encuentro? a donde va mi alma tal vez en las alas de un