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| Vanilla flavoured sky | |
| By Blade | ||||||
| 28 March 2005 | ||||||
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This poem was originally written in Polish. Nevertheless I tried keeping the rhymes and sense with the translation. It's a tale of a man unappreciated in the pursuit of his own, better world. „Vanilla flavoured sky" I've been where the sky has vanilla flavour, Where is no need to say: "I am sorry", Where grass is wet with lemonade downpour And you can live without any worries. I've been where death is without meaning, Where is no evil, satan has no entrance, Where you can always be proud of your living With no fear, no hatred and no need for vengeance. The place where time has stopped it's flow forever, Old carriages roll through forest roads, A better world that you could never Want to leave, the realm of stories still untold. I've been there, I've been really! But here I am again. They took me, threw in here against my endeavour Where to the rampants and window bars I whisper: ‘I've been where the sky has vanilla flavour'.
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