Milena's eternal stuffs :)

Scared lips

I can see it in your mind
Your eyes are full with stardust
By the way your lies make me feel better
I like you just the way you are
Don’t you understand?

I hate your scared lips!
‘Cause of them you don’t kiss me anymore
You’re afraid to tell me the truth
You’re afraid to love me
You’re afraid to hold me
You’re afraid to look at me!

I can control you
Perhaps you should feel good, very good
In my hugs and kisses
Or just…good enough

I showed you my precious time
And so what? You want more?
I know, too much is never enough…
What I’ve done?
I’ll always be in your soul
Don’t try to go away
‘Cause you can’t…

I hate your scared lips!
‘Cause of them you don’t kiss me anymore
You’re afraid to tell me the truth
You’re afraid to love me
You’re afraid to hold me
You’re afraid to look at me!

I can control you
Perhaps you should feel good, very good
In my hugs and kisses
Or just…good enough


Frozen dream

I can’t hear anything
I see a sunrise
And some people who are
Moving their mouths
But I can’t hear anything
Only my voice…

And the colours are different
Only black and grey…
It’s strange, so strange
Damn tears make me sad
And it’s cold, so cold…

It’s a dream, a frozen dream
About you and me
It was so loving and sweet
But not anymore
You spoiled everything
But I can’t stop loving you
I can’t go away from the dream

The time is quite
But my heart isn’t
Oh, what’s happening?!
Oh, it’s a frozen dream…

It’s a dream, a frozen dream
About you and me
It was so loving and sweet
But not anymore
You spoiled everything
But I can’t stop loving you
I can’t go away from the dream


It’s a frozen dream…


Green eyes
When I saw them
I fell in the sea
The sea of love
That brilliance makes me crazy
Eyes of nature
Eyes of smiles
Eyes of mysteriousness

Hey, radiances!
Stay with me, please!
Your green brilliance
It's so beautiful
The ornaments
Are brown and green
Mix colours...
Green...green...green...

They can't tell me
Why they are so loving
I got the feeling
In thoseeyes there's everything
Love, hate, honesty, tears, nervousness...
But there is always trust

Hey, radiances!
Stay with me, please!
Your green brilliance
It's so beautiful
The ornaments
Are brown and blue
Mix colours...
Green...green...green

Milena Miltenova


Friendship

The friendship is a small loving flower which grows in inaccessible rocks. The person who will pick it up will be happy, but happier will be the person who will keep it.
To be a friend is a strange emotion. The real friend will always help you, he is always ready to show you an exit when you are in a dark street. In the friendship there are trust and honesty. You can feel the real friend with your heart and soul. The age doesn’t matter. The nice thing is that the friends are always next to you, ready to listen to you, to keep you strong. You spend a lot of your free time with the friend. You have a lot of fun.
In every friendship there are disputes. But you must forgive and excuse. It’s not your friend the person who insults you and sticks a knife in your back.
Everybody can give a hand to everybody. There is no need of an affronts and malice! The real friends come by accident, when you don’t expect them.
It’s not your friend the one who rubs your tears, a friend is the one who doesn’t make you cry!
Believe in the friendship!

Milena Miltenova


Не желая аз да се скитам все сама заплесната в луната, все с блясък в очите, блясък от звездите. Сама съм, сърцето ми самотно тупти, тупти безкрайно. Болката раздира ме жестоко, а душата ми страда от тъга. Чакам аз, чакам моя принц, тъй дългоочакван принц, който ще ме обикне силно и ще бъде с мен. Сънищата ми са изпълнени с мечти, с чувства. Чувства, които владеят неочакваното вътре в мен. Но започвам да страдам, защото принцът не се появява. Сълзи обливат сивото ми лице. Сълзи, сълзи, сълзи, които явно ще останат вечни. Опитах се аз да заменя моя принц, но не успях, не се получи. Чакам подходящото момче, чакам го, но надали живот ще ми достигне, за да го дочакам. Не желая аз да се скитам все сама заплесната в луната, все с блясък в очите, блясък от звездите. Не желая да остана сама. И продължавам да мечтая за моя принц, за моя вълшебен принц. Надеждата в мен остава, аз не ще спра да вярвам в моя принц, вълшебен принц. Ще го чакам, чакам, чакам, до тогава ще съм завинаги сама.