Picuri de viaţă

De cîteva zile lucrez la un cîntecel care mă umple de viaţă. E a doilea cîntec compus de mine vreodată...şi acele cîteva minute pe zi pe care le dedic la făurirea lui..mă umplu de sens...i-am compus cuvintele mici şi l-am culcat pe clape.. Dacă reuşesc să îl înregistrez săptămîna viitoare, îl voi pune fundiţă blogului...dar pînă atunci sper să nu uit versurile..

Katherine Avenue

There's a Katherine Avenue
Where my little dream came true
On a Sunday in L.A.
Lost my luggage and my way..


In the smallest house there
we decided who we were
We were happy, we were young
And together we were strong


Mom would say you shouldn't say:
There are bad folks in L.A.
I was young, I was naive
I was weak, I chose to leave.


It all happened long ago
Now I am walking all alone
But my old dream is still new
Meeting you on Katherine Avenue.