Best of the delusions of the Earth ...
On this night I'll icon lamp
In delicate your hands ...
Do not break, do not breathe, do not fall
On the stone steps.
Carry me cautious
Through the darkness of your palace, -
Will beat anxiety,
Muffled our hearts ...
In the cave of your palm -
Small light -
I'll glow icons ...
Do not you lit me?
Come out to the roof. Bow down to four
Directions, stretched out his hand ...
Sun ... Water ... Clouds ... Fire ...-
All that is beautiful in the world ...
Torch shaggy saffron fog ...
Brocade wet splashed ray ...
To the sky foam outstretched hand of ...
Cloud sunset charters wax ...
Go out in time, in space drowning
Thoughts, events, dreams, ships ...
Well I am taking in his journey stanstvy
Best of delusions land.
Day milky bluish bloomed and froze,
Whitened sea, kissing the shallows.
Sobbing waves, dropping spray
Wings fog ...
Hugs heart humility. Quiet ...
Thoughts freeze. In the garden of olive
Branch extends to the blind sky
Gesture slave ...
July
Fool me ... but really, forever ...
Not to think why, so as not to remember when ...
To believe the hype freely, without thoughts,
So for someone to walk in the dark at random ...
And do not know who came, who is blindfolded,
Who is a labyrinth of unknown room,
Whose breath sometimes burns on his cheek,
Who squeezes my hand so tightly in his hand ...
And waking up, only to see the night and fog ...
Trick yourself believe in the hype.
September
On this night I'll icon lamp
In delicate your hands ...
Do not break, do not breathe, do not fall
On the stone steps.
Carry me cautious
Through the darkness of your palace, -
Will beat anxiety,
Muffled our hearts ...
In the cave of your palm -
Small light -
I'll glow icons ...
Do not you lit me?
Come out to the roof. Bow down to four
Directions, stretched out his hand ...
Sun ... Water ... Clouds ... Fire ...-
All that is beautiful in the world ...
Torch shaggy saffron fog ...
Brocade wet splashed ray ...
To the sky foam outstretched hand of ...
Cloud sunset charters wax ...
Go out in time, in space drowning
Thoughts, events, dreams, ships ...
Well I am taking in his journey stanstvy
Best of delusions land.
Day milky bluish bloomed and froze,
Whitened sea, kissing the shallows.
Sobbing waves, dropping spray
Wings fog ...
Hugs heart humility. Quiet ...
Thoughts freeze. In the garden of olive
Branch extends to the blind sky
Gesture slave ...
July
Fool me ... but really, forever ...
Not to think why, so as not to remember when ...
To believe the hype freely, without thoughts,
So for someone to walk in the dark at random ...
And do not know who came, who is blindfolded,
Who is a labyrinth of unknown room,
Whose breath sometimes burns on his cheek,
Who squeezes my hand so tightly in his hand ...
And waking up, only to see the night and fog ...
Trick yourself believe in the hype.
September
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