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A Giant's Come To My Garden by ~pinky2:iconpinky2:



ענק הגיע לגני
התרנגול קורא
אך אתה אינך מרגיש.

שכבת נשיות
שתרדוף אותך תמיד.

מרגיש את הניקוטין בדם
את האלכוהול זורם

עוד סגריה אחת תשכח את הצלקות הישנות.

עוד משקה אחד לא יזיק לקעקועים שלא ידהו.

עוד קצת התמכרות לא תשנה את הזיכרונות...

כל גופך מלה חורים... תמלא אותם בממתקים...

ענק הגיע לגני,
מלה דחייה והדחקה.

מלה יגון ועבדה.

מלה פחד אין סופי.

"שפן קטן ורחרוחי, מתנה אתה קיבלת וישר אותה החזרת."

הדחה היא הדרך, הדחקה היא המוצא.

כה שקופות שזה מדהים,
חלונות זכוכית מתים,
משקפות... כלום...

ותפרח לה היונה מתוך גני מלה הפרח, מלה הפרע העדין, מלה זיכרונות כמעט מתים.

עוון הידע שכיבלת, הדברים אותם ידעת, ילדותך לך עבדה
לא תזיק עוד הדחקה...
©2006-2009 ~pinky2
:iconpinky2:

Author's Comments

This is my absolute favorite. Sounds better in Hebrew, duh, it's about Tal Goomar from the story Joseph's Dreams: [link]

A few things should be explained:

I'm pretty sure most Americans are unfamilliar with the story of The Giant and His Garden - basically a giant had a garden no one was allowed in, kids found a way in, giant got mad, kids charmed giant... and so on.

Also, in Hebrew the word 'Rooster' is synonemous with 'male'.

And in the bible the term 'knew' also referred to 'having had sexual intercourse with'.

Translation from Hebrew:

A Giant's Come To My Garden

The rooster calls
Yet you can't feel a thing.

A layer of femininity
That will haunt you forever.

Feel the nicotine in your blood
The alcohol flows

One more cigarette will heal the old scars.

Another drink won't hurt the tattoos that will never fade.

A little more addiction won't change the memories…

Your entire body filled with holes… fill them with candy…

A giant's come to my garden,
Full of denial and repression.

Full of sorrow and loss.

Full of an endless fear.

"You yellow coward, you received a gift and immediately returned it."

Denial is the way, denial is the answer.

So translucent that it's amazing,
Dead glass windows,
Reflecting… nothing…

And out fluttered the dove from my garden filled with bloom, filled with a gentle wild, filled with memories – almost dead.

The bane of the knowledge you've received, the things you knew, your childhood is lost it won't hurt, a little more denial…

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:iconmayaj:
Tal: :deep breath: Oooh boy.

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Please don't take me seriously...

The Color Hypocracy: [link]
:iconpinky2:
aha! :snuggle squeaze:
:iconmayaj:
Tal: :bluush: Nyerg...!

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Please don't take me seriously...

The Color Hypocracy: [link]
:iconpinky2:
you ar a gentol giant :)
:iconkid-apocalypse:
Woog. Poor Tal...
:clap:

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I have seen the writing on the wall, and it is misspelled graffiti.
:iconkid-apocalypse:
You're welcome! It's very sad...

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I have seen the writing on the wall, and it is misspelled graffiti.
:iconpinky2:
it is... mayaj rowt myusik for it!
:iconkid-apocalypse:
Really? Awesome! :D

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I have seen the writing on the wall, and it is misspelled graffiti.

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