https://youtube/watch?v=-gBbb6il_iQ You want to be a sleeping beauty? A princess of roses and thorns? Then I’ll weave you a ring of thorns and wrap it around your finger, So cry and cry and dye all these flowers.. Before you sleep all spun in spools of thread, shall we play a bit with words? I’ll show you with your finger How these wild roses and thorns will be dashed apart.. “Do you want it?” “Don’t you need it?” “Will you smile?” “You want to cry?” “You want to be touched?” “But will you break?” “You want to see ***?” “You want to run away?” –Really now? I’ll love you the most, more than anyone else I’ll set a crown of flowers in your hair They won’t need watering will they? After all, look how much you’re crying! Don’t get angry if your feet get cut Rather than sleeping in a witch’s castle Blossom right beside me! I’ll make you nice, whispering sweet nothings.. I wonder, does my sleeping beauty still dream? If she wakes up someday I’ll give her petals of scarlet flowers So she’ll forget everything.. I want beautiful things Like your voice full of laughter Don’t make wishes to fairies The only one you beg to is me! I stop and catch your breath in a kiss I squeeze your white fingertips I unlace your blouse and bring my cheek close, Bite and leave teeth marks over your heart These games every night are my little secret I sprinkle seeds, budding into small traps My darkness in you impregnated Falls softly, ever deeper and deeper.. “Want..” “Take..” “Smile..” “Cry..” “I want to touch you, break you..” “Come to see me, and run away..” –Nee –Come now.. I know it’s a contradiction, but please – Betray me! “I just want to love you more than anyone else!” Even while I think it I hurt you.. I want to see you blossom ’til the very end! With my right hand I stroke your round cheek With my left hand I want to stop your breath I don’t need any kind of “established harmony” I just want to be with you! I’ll love you the most, more than anyone else If you want to be a princess, Sleeping Beauty Make a ring of thorns, in the garden of sleep Prick your finger on the spindle! Alone together in this castle I twine around your legs I softly lick your tears Closing upon you ever deeper and deeper..
Posted on: Sat, 06 Dec 2014 00:20:51 +0000
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