Poems from San Gimignano

Poetry by Bublinko & Stephanie Gunnz

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A pretty corpse in milky waters, I was close

Covered in violets while I strike the last pose

I emerged back up, found a savior for once

That put me on a right path against devils’ hunts

Now I don’t need no violets anymore

Took time, but was worth the detour

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Take me to the dream, just for a while

Each step would be so worthwhile

Let’s pretend we’re in the music video

Running in the gardens towards gazebo

And even more far away, down to the shore

Sand, grass & sea of colors your eyes pour

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Love on the letters, I think I deeply fell in love

Oh, how those words stood out on the paper mauve

We agreed on a place, he said he will be there

But there was no one, guess I fell for a fake glare

So close to extraordinary, one of a kind

Just like a sasquatch, impossible to find

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There was a girl, some tree rings ago

Running wild, dancing under the willow

Youth in bloom, beauty in her prime

Red cherry full of passion & rhymes

I still feel her thin waist in my hands

Her soft silky touch, how it still haunts

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I took the galactic heartache and made a song

Didn’t use the famous words of Neil Armstrong

Was insignificant step for me, even more for them

That has just thrown me into the absolute mayhem

Then I found who I am meant to be & where I belong

The love inside of me had died, so I wrote a cradlesong

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In a land of roses you have to resist thorns

Transform to the conditions all your forms

It’s the world where you’re haunted, a prey

They control the game but you must never play

Land of roses seems to be a paradise

It’s just that beauty & money decieve the eyes

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Eyes dark, don’t stare deep into my soul

Eyes wild, you’re burning me to the coal

I’m dying, goodbye and amen

Gli occhi scuri, sono pazza di te

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I traveled too far, beyond darkest abyss

Just to find the stage is my home palace

If I have to suffer, at least I’ll make it count

Power of devotion can heal a bleeding wound

I’ll give you my pain and you’ll give me love

More I could ever get from that soul lost above

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Sometimes I wanna go back in time

When rock music was in its prime

Sometimes I wish to save a broken soul

Oh, how I wish I had a starring role

In that hazy time of colors and space sound

To save the days and make them count

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I used to know a singer sparkling like a sun

Then lights went out and she came undone

Beauty in sequin dress shines no more

Music stopped playing, it’s the end of the show

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A birthday dinner, beauty queen turns 25

Honey, hope you’ll only bloom and thrive

May your pink dreams all come true

Your cotton candy world never gets blue

Happy birthday my one and only

Wish you never will be lonely

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I still wonder if the fate had a specific reason

We first met by that weird pale pink fountain

Not an aquaruim, not bathtube at all

Just some strange pink baroque fish bowl

And our relationship was the same

Some kind of kitsch that makes no sense

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I pakced my bags, it’s time to leave

Your mind is everywhere, but never here

Believe me, love’s not enough

When the other one is still far

I’ll think of you all the way

But it’s not possible to stay

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Through the portal I landed in renaissance Florence

By accident saved hot villain from death sentence

He came to me, I said I’m not scared of evil

Cause in past I’ve been dancing with the devil

I’m still left to dance with what’s left of damage

But I know strong woman can change a man to her image

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She layed down in ancient Roman bath

A mythic goddess next to her only god

The tiles were polished like colorful marble

Surrounding love that came out of marvel

Water dripping on her unsusual fashion dress

Made her look even more like ancient goddess

And God knows she was the only reason

He became brilliant artist with a vision

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This is my dance floor I fought for

In recording studio under the disco ball

Place of years of sleepless nights

Coming to the world in colorful lights

Lights that come out of these sounds

And sounds made of changing light

Who was the one who saw the sine?

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She was dancing by the television

Sheer dress, pink pills & prism vision

Crazy organ playing psychedelic sound

And a voice she couldnt stand around

So he was the only reason

She turned off the television