True way

Встречаю утро и с улыбкой Диогена
Смотрю в тиранчика маслинные зрачки,
Но не спешите единицей измерений
Вносить строку в систему мировой тоски.

Не половинить, не дробить,
Чтоб парой статься.
О, Пифагор! Простите остроту углов.
Чертёнком чёрненьким легко в квартет вписаться
(отличен табель за уменье чертыхаться)
Но их уже четыре, пятый – будь здоров.

Не шестерить.
Не воскресать в конце недели.
И бесконечность не поставить на дыбы.
Девятой жизни приходящие капели
Сорвались в...

The day has come, the Sun has risen!
The angels chant the hymns of Love!
And came true the brilliant visions,
On our shoulders sit the doves.
We took upon ourselves the vows
To be His children, faithful and chaste,
To strive to enter His Celestial House,
To overcome the pow'r of ill fate.
Eternity is ours, dear!
I am with you for evermore.
There's no reason for bitter fear,
We are blessed greatly by the Lord.

March 13, 2013
Kyiv
Ukraine

I am walking in the forest of my own life
I feel at once and suddenly inside,
I love so much this nice and magic day
I am breathing this so wonderful and mental way

And in the sunny place of forest’s edge
Shall open wind the list of fairy page
I am satisfied with piece of tasty cake,
That just your earthly hands can only make

The trees are rustling nice about something,
I am crazy quiet about silence and unusual exciting
The lock is free... The door just opens...so slowly
In one...

So, what shall I tell you, does anybody know?
How can I show you what is hidden deep below?

I can’t control this, it’s growing inside.
Questioning myself – why should I hide?

Feelings are complex, no way to get free,
But I’ll not kill them, I’ll let them just be.

Looking into your eyes, what am I waiting?
Do you understand me or am I mistaken?

This is forbidden, but it’s not a sin.
All of my life – where have you been?

Надену шлем и сяду в авто,
Под музыку джаз
Разгонюсь миль на сто.
Ни что не остановит
На скоростном шоссе,
Без знаков и указателей
И норовящих подрезать
Крутых обывателей.
На speed way trace
Турбо сила интегрирует нас.
Рев мотора и ветер в ушах,
Перегрузка в заносах
На крутых виражах.
Это travel extreme,
Где вызов брошен
До финиша ехать самим.

no matter what I do,
no matter what I say,
no matter how I feel,
I know we'll be together someday.
You've been pulled away from me,
so I helped to push you back,
now I know what I lack.
I miss your arms around me,
and when I used to giggle.
I miss you touching me,
that always made me wiggle.
I know we'll be together someday,
I know fate will have it's way.
It's our destiny.

Searching for pacification,
need inside of you.
Getting back humiliation,
from the one surrounding you.

Pleased with what you have,
thinking that you're gifted.
Is that all, that you can have,
on your way that's drifted.

There's obstacle inside ourselves,
dealing with the problem.
Never let it go itself,
don't rely at random.

Flood-tide below me! I see you face to face!
Clouds of the west – sun there half of hour high –
I see you also face to face.

Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me!
On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross , returning home,, are more curious to me than you suppose,
And you that shell cross from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, that you might suppose.

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The impalpable sustenance of me from...

Walles Stevens

Arrival ft the Waldorf

Home from Guatemala, back at the Waldorf.
This arrival in the wild country of the soul,
All approaches gone, being completely there,

Where the wild poem is a substitute
For the woman one loves or ought to love,
Jyf wild rhapsody a fake for another/

You touch the hotel the way you touch light
Or sun light and you hum and the orchestra
Hums and you say “The world in a verse,
A generation sealed, men remoter than mountains,
Women invisible...

Любви, надежды, тихой славы
Недолго нежил нас обман,
Исчезли юные забавы,
Как сон, как утренний туман;
Но в нас горит еще желанье,
Под гнетом власти роковой
Нетерпеливою душой
Отчизны внемлем призыванье.
Мы ждем с томленьем упованья
Минуты вольности святой,
Как ждет любовник молодой
Минуту верного свиданья.
Пока свободою горим,
Пока сердца для чести живы,
Мой друг, отчизне посвятим
Души прекрасные порывы!
Товарищ, верь: взойдет она,
Звезда пленительного счастья,
Россия вспрянет...