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    Eidamir
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      If I don't sing what I feel
      I'm going to die inside.
      I have to shout at the winds until I burst
      although there will only be time left in my place.

      If I want I touch my soul
      for my flesh is nothing anymore.
      I have to merge what is left of me with the awakening
      Even if my mouth is rotting to keep quiet.

      I'm already wanting it
      I'm already becoming song
      mud maybe …
      And this is my bark
      where the axe will hit
      where the river will dry to silence.

      The moments are already hurrying me
      And my temple is a lament.
      My brain spits out the end of the history
      of the beginning that maybe will resume.

      If I want I touch my soul
      for my flesh is nothing.
      I have to merge what is left of me with the awakening
      Even if my mouth is rotting to keep quiet.

      I'm already wanting it
      I'm already becoming song
      mud maybe …

      And this is my bark
      where the axe will hit
      where the river will dry to silence.

      https://youtu.be/A8W5FI9UwfQ

      Again, another soul write what I feel better than I could have ever done it.
      This time I bring to you a song originally written by a great local artist which we lost two years ago.
      This version is from the band of a former techer of mine and is the version that most deeply reaches into my soul.

      Zoë, trying to walk out of the darkness

      #159119
      Eidamir
      Participant

        I promised someone I would share this, so here I am.
        It's not finished yet, it's still a work in progress, but I think it's ready to be posted here.
        The words are originally writen in spanish, but I'm making a translation for this world.
        It is a song, it is MY song.
        It has been more than 10 years since the last time I wrote a song, but it was easier than I expected.
        Still need to be worked, but it is a nice start.

        Never wanted this to happen
        Never wanted to end like this
        It's so hard not knowing what we are
        It's so hard to find the truth

        Could you look me in the eyes?
        Could you look beyond?
        COuld you see what I feel?
        Could you see what I am?

        If you knew what you are to me
        If you saw mi tears.
        It's so hard not knowing what I am
        It's so hard to find the truth

        Could you look me in the eyes?
        Could you look beyond?
        COuld you see what I feel?
        Could you see what I am?

        I would never understand why is it like this
        I would never understand how to do it

        Could you look me in the eyes?
        Could you look beyond?
        COuld you see what I feel?
        Could you see what I am?
        Could you kill me again?
        Could you break the silence?
        Could you leave the torment?
        Could you see me again?

        Zoë, still fighting the darkness

        #159120
        Eidamir
        Participant

          Here I am again bringing you the almost final version of the lyric I told you about in my last post. This time I will post both the translated alongside with the original words.


          Never wanted this to happen | Nunca quise que esto pasara
          Never wanted to end like this | Nunca quise que terminara así
          It's so hard not knowing what we are | Es tan difícil no saber lo que somos
                                     It's so hard to find the truth | Es tan difícil descubrir la verdad

          Could you look me in the eyes | Podrías mirarme a los ojos
          Could you look beyond | Podrías ver más allá
          Could you see what I feel | Podías ver lo que siento
          Could you see who I am | Podrías ver quién soy yo

          If you only knew what you are to me | Si tan sólo suprieras lo que sos para mí
          If you only saw all mi tears | Si tan sólo vieras todas mis lágrimas
          It's so hard not knowing what I am | Es tan difícil no saber lo que soy
          It's so hard to find the truth | Es tan difícil descubrir la verdad

          Could you look me in the eyes | Podrías mirarme a los ojos
          Could you look beyond | Podrías ver más allá
          Could you see what I feel | Podías ver lo que siento
          Could you see what I am | Podrías ver lo que soy

          I would never understand why is it like this | Nunca entenderé por qué es así
          I would never understand how to do it | Nunca entenderé cómo hacerlo

          Could you look me in the eyes | Podrías mirarme a los ojos
          Could you look beyond | Podrías ver más allá
          Could you see what I feel | Podías ver lo que siento
          Could you see what you are | Podrías ver lo que sos
          Could you kill me again | Podrías matarme de nuevo
          Could you break the silence | Podrías romper el silencio
          Could you leave the torment | Podrías dejar el tormento
          Could you look at me again | Podrías mirarme otra vez
          Could you see who I am | Podrías ver quién soy yo
          Could you see what I am | Podrías ver lo que soy yo

          Zoë, walking out of the darkness
          #159121
          Eidamir
          Participant

            You were the first to see through my eyes
            You looked into my soul and saw the truth.
            The trouth that not even myself have really discovered yet.
            You gave me your time.
            You gave me your shoulder.
            You gave me countless words of cheer and advice.
            You helped me more than you can ever imagine.
            Now you're gone.
            I miss you.
            My mind is still a mess and I'm still trying to go out of the darkness.
            Sometimes I think I did it, but then, I see something, I hear something, I talk to someone and all that sadness is back.
            The tears are back.
            Will it ever end?
            A hug.
            A kiss.
            An ear.
            That is what I miss the most.
            Hope things are better there than they are in here.
            Hope to hear from you again someday.

            Zoë, always fighting the darkness

            #159122
            JessiCapri
            Participant

              Zoe?  Never stop writing.  Never stop fighting to come out of the darkness.  Come feel the sun on your skin.  Let it warm you.

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