Իմ ճանապարհը

Իմ միսսիան,

Ես ուրիշն եմ,այն ուրիշը,

Ես ուրիշն եմ,քո ուրիշը,

Այդ սրտի մեջ մի ճանապարհ,

Ո՞ւր էլ գնաս,քեզ լույս կտամ,

Ինչ էլ անես,կճառագես։

Ես ուրիշն եմ,այն ուրիշը,

Ես ուրիշն եմ,քո ուրիշը,

Երբ ինձ նայես,քո նուրբ սրտով,

Դու կգտնես ճանապարհդ,

Իմ այդ տված սիրուն լույսով։

Չես փոշմանի ուր էլ գնաս,

Չես փոշմանի ոնց էլ որ գաս,

Դու կգտնես ճանապարհդ,

Եթե լսես սրտին ձայնը։

Քո հագուստը,քո զարդերը 

Այդ պճրանքը, քո զարդերը,

Այդ հայացքը ու գտածդ,

Այն ինչ գտած Իմ մեջ ոնց կա,

Այն ինչ գտա քո մեջ ոնց կար,

Իմն է որ կա,ճանապարը,

Ոնց քեզ կտամ,ոնց կվերցնեմ 

Դու դա գիտես,լավ ավելի,անգամ քան Ես,

Հենց ինձ նայես,այն կգտնես,

Այն Իմ մեջ է,այնտեղ դա է,

Հենց ինձ փնտրել,այնտեղ կգաս,ու կանգնել,

Ես ուրիշն եմ,այն ուրիշը,

Ես ուրիշն եմ,քո ուրիշը,

Դու դա գիտես,լավ ավելի,անգամ քան Ես։

Իմն է որ կա,ճանապարհը,

Ոնց ես քեզ տամ,որ դու վերցնես,

Դու դա գիտես,լավ ավելի անգամ քան Ես,

Հիմա ես եմ,այդ ուրիշն եմ,

Հիմա դա եմ,քո ուրիշն եմ,

Ես հենց դա եմ,քո նուրբ հոգու`այդ փնտրածի,

Պատասխանն ու ճանապարհը,իմ ուրիշի։

08.05.25

Di Maria

Run With Love

I want to run,

You force to stay,

I want you to kidnap,

And take me away

My desire,my wish,

My rejection,my acceptance,

First sight only mattered,I've said,

After hearing you voice,I've said.

Silence meant nothing,

From one country to another,

I will always say yes,

Out of searching,I will,

Will became a hunter for your love,for you

I was searching,

I was choosing,

Was studying,

Was learning,

From one country to another,

Discovered you since from the start.

Once rejected,after accepted,

Once choose,after desired,

I became a hunter for your hands,

I became a hunter for your heart,

For you to kidnap me,and run with me,

So fly with me,

Leave your pleace,be my place

I was searching,

I was choosing,

Was studying,

Was learning,

That's  who I am,

Thats what I am,when I see you choose me.

When I see you want to run with me,

From one country to another,

In order to be with me.

I wanted to run,

You force me to stay,

The direction is calling me,

Says me to fly with me,

So fly with me,

That's my freedom,thats who I am,

Run away with me,thats what I am,

From one country to another,

Silence means nothing,

When Im screaming,when I,

I want to run away with a hunter im in.

I was searching,

I was choosing,

Was studying,

Was learning,

Footsteps will be a sign,

Hand on hand,when I'll  be Your sun,

Thats who I am,

That's  what I want,

when I ask to run with love,

When I ask to  run with me,

From one country to another,

That's my freedom,thats who I am,

Run away with me,thats what I am,

From one country to another.

Di Maria

10.05.25

Moon Lovers

Oh music,oh music,

Oh music,oh mine,

play,play my heart with notes,

oh music,oh mine

Let me hear them oh music,

No day,no night in this,

I can't find my rest inside,

Oh music,oh night,

Im deth because of this,

Oh music,oh mine.

Leave the moments,

Leave the truth,

World is merciless,life is a grace,

Humans are murderers,life is a love,

Oh music,oh mine,

Let me feel,let me be,

Under Your rhythms,under your notes,

Oh music,oh time,

Oh music,oh mine.

Im a holder,Im a carrier,

Im a pleasure,Im a blood,

That's the rule,that's the truth,

Im inside and outside,

When the day is ending,

When the moon is appearing,

My pleasure,my passion,desire and the truth,

My music,and the muse,

My passion and the bluse,

Im a lover of it,oh music, oh mine,

How can I dance under it,

Oh music,oh time.

Moon is that witness,

Moon is that smoke,

Moon is the operator,whose cameras are on us,

On area,on atmosphere,on the time,

when the moon is appearing,we are alive,

Moon is a witness,and it's eyes is ours,

Moon is a witness,whose hand are on us,

Im a lover,Im a hunter,

Im a woman,Im a killer,

Play on me smoothly,

play on me softly,

Let me feel,let me be,

Under Your rhythms,under your notes,

Oh music,oh time,

Oh music,oh mine.

Im a holder,Im a carrier,

Im a pleasure,Im a blood,

That's the rule,that's the truth,

Oh music,oh time,

Oh music,oh mine.

My pleasure,my passion,desire and the truth,

My music,and the muse,

My passion and the bluse,

Oh music,oh time,

Oh music,oh mine.

Im a lover,Im a hunter,

Im a woman,Im a killer,

Play on me smoothly,

play on me softly,

Oh music,oh time,

Oh music,oh mine.

Di Maria

07.11.2025

The poems of life

Let's pretend that we are not humans,

Let's pretend,that we are not lovers,

Let's pretend that life is not ours,

Let's act that we live in order to live,

Lets just be in ours like what we used to be.

Life is about "To be or not to be",

Who are we when we are out of our boundaries,

When we have no words,in order to be hard,

When we have no river, which waves we can fly according to,

How can we describe the path,that  we want it in our life to exist to,

Are we a poets,or artists of life,

Who have no papers,or inks to write down on to

About sentences,and confessions to the life to,

How can we act,either pretend like what we want to be to,

When life is only about "To be or not to be".

We have fingers,we have tongues,

Also bodies,and their languages,

But when it comes to words to be said or done to,

We are wordless ones, and we have no languages,

In life,in the time,in the river,either in mine,

Im a mess,Im a loser,when I have nothing absolutely in mine.

And Im just looking at life like a fingerless one,

Who is unable to touch,to act,to feel to see, 

To write,to pretend,that life does exists,

That desire is not a river,to whom you can go,

And write a poems of life,and the time,in life,

In life,in the time,in the river,either in mine.

Let's pretend that we are not humans,

Let's pretend,that we are not lovers,

Let's pretend that life is not ours,

Let's act that we live in order to live,

Lets just be in ours like what we used to be.

Life is about "To be or not to be",

In life,in the time,in the river,either in mine,

We are wordless ones, and we have no languages,

Im a mess,Im a loser,when I have nothing absolutely in mine.

The Sultana of my Crown

 

You was mine,

I does but doesn't existed,

Sometimes i've said,

Sometimes I was quiet,

I didn't even knew what it was,

Since from the ancient times,

But being mine,

I doesn't took for granted,

I just simply gave,

I've created walls between us by myself,

But the years were strong,

Like these worlds,when they became stronger.

And I decided to wait,

And I decided to win,

And I decided to wait for the destruction of them,

And I revently wanted it,

But I've got burned with the desire,

When you've said in front of everyone,

Accept me and say, and love,Accept me and call,

You're my Sultana,

Your my Crown,

And you're the Sultana of my Crown.

 The adornment of my head,

And the pride of my years,

And the desire of mine and my soul,

Sultana of my Crown!

Your walls destroyed me,

I was yours but you threw me away from Yourself,

Our pain is common,

And your crown was heavy to me,

Yours walls destroyed me so.

Years of ours, they've passes by,

But they stood strong,

And now I say,

This is ours,she is mine,

These walls are mine,and the greenery on them,

I'll water them,so they'll bloom like a flower,

And i'll adore this smell,

And i'll breathe their aroma,like the air,

And i'll scream that this is the smell,

The smell of my Sultana,

The smell of my love,

The smell of my choice,and years,

And the Sultana of my Crown.

This is our destiny,and our karma,

Through the tourtures,and rivers 

Through the centuries and the tears,

They've turned me into you,

You've got turned into me,

Through me,through you

When i'll become one whole,

And the whole world will accept,

With one breathe,you'll be the rest,

The rest of my life,the rest of my heart,

The rest,the smell,and the Sultana of my crown.

With  the great trembling of my heart,

I will scream at the to of my lungs,

I will scream out my pleasure,

Through you,through me,

I will scream out my passion,

And the whole world will accept,

With one breathe,you'll be the rest,

The rest of my life,the rest of my heart,

And I'll scream that this is the smell,

The smell of my Sultana,

The smell of my love,

The smell of my choice,and years,

And the Sultana of my Crown.

I was waiting for these walls ,

To get crushed into pieces,

At that time I'll say,

At that time I'll scream,

 The adornment of my head,

And the pride of my years,

And the desire of mine and my soul,

Sultana of my Crown!

Di Maria 

19.03.25

Thinking out loud

 

 Thinking ot loud,

Maybe about mistakes,

Maybe about the time,

Sometimes like what it is playing to you,to us,

Maybe not because of the pain,

but because of the wish,

Maybe not because of the heart,

But because of the truth,

Why does it looked so I did something not so,

Maybe it's my confusion?

Free to live,

Under cover you are sometimes,

Free to feel,yourself like butterfly,

But the demand of love,

Is not giving you any hope,

You are deth my dear,

But maybe it's now your confusion?

Thinking out loud,

Maybe about mistakes,or the time,

Thoughts out im not mine,

Not free to live,to hope,

How can I understand?

Thoughts out loud,

with the waves of the blood in my vains,

and i'm like swimming in them,

It was a dream to be free so,

You left me to feel it by myself,

Thinking out loud,why is this all so,

Maybe it's my mistake,

I've keot it for so long,

Maybe the time is a victim,

And i've survived not so,

whose confusion is that now?

My thoughts are my mistakes now,

How can I understand?

Something, that has no name

I have some thing inside,

I have more things inside,

I have a passion inside,

which has no color,no size,no number,

I have something inside,

which has got no name,

and I dont know, how to call  it.

Darling im jelousing,

even to the shadow of mine,

when im thinking about it,

I descover something inside,

and I  don't know how to call it.

When love is not happening,

it is like snow inside of your heart,

 I have something with no-name,

and i don't know how to call it.

But when it is happening,

even the snow is turning into a hot sun,

inside of your heart,because

there is an awaitings for years,

and it has got no-name,

and I don't know how to call it.

When the night will come,

and when the moon will appear,

With its shadows we will dance under it,

Will try to find a name for it,

But now I have,I have

something inside of me,

and I don't know how to call it,

It's a shadow of a nightm

It's a passion of a time,

It's a memory of a pain,

It's a feeling with no-name.

And when the snow will be turned into the rain,

when the warm will appear,

and when we will win the time back,

our hearts will be in touch again,

and we will win it back again,

through the drops of the rain,and their sounds.

They will make a noises for it,for us,

And I will find out how to call it,

what was inside as a shadow of a night,to it.

what was like a passion of a time,to it,

what was like a memory of a pain,to it,

before that i'll call them  a feelings with no-name for it.

28.03.25

Di Maria