Friday, June 12, 2015

Mea culpa... mea maxima culpa

I just saw this in draft folder. Don't know who or why wrote this!



"Mea Culpa", I don't say that often,
But did I now as I composed a song,
A song with tunes of boners,
My soul will sing for forever.

A tune that broke the strings of my lute,
Strings made of dreams and hopes,
I really craved and she came,
She came and fastened the strings.

Was she a stranger,
Still she did with softness of a kid,
She did take no time,
To take me to another world,
With the songs she played.

She was a stranger, always I realize,
As she walks out as a stranger,
With a nibble of broken string,
And a deep rip on her left bosom.

And I say
And I cry,
Mea culpa...
mea maxima culpa



PS: A friend of mine (PP) sent me the following video and lyrics

Enigma
Mea Culpa


Lord have mercy
Christ have mercy

I can't sleep anymore
(The time hascome)
I desire you
(The time hascome)
Take me
I'm yours
I'm guilty

I want to go to the end of my fantasies
I know it is forbidden
I am crazy. I am letting myself go
I'm guilty

Lord have mercy
Christ have mercy

I am here and somewhere else
I have nothing more
I am becoming crazy
I am letting myself go
I'm guilty

I can't sleep anymore
I desire you
Take me
I'm yours

Lord have mercy
Christ have mercy

I am here and somewhere else
I want everything,
When you want,
As you like
I'm guilty

Lord have mercy


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