tristesses de la luna

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on the dark side of the Moon

The full moon sails along the sky.
You live there knowing nothing about me.
I try to study 
the moon orbit.
Sadness pours from the sky with meteorites.
I sit on the roof, -
so
the stars are closer.
There...

On the dark side of the moon you live
and I can hardly see you.
I sit on the roof and whisper poems...
Maybe someday you will hear me.

Everything changes around... Well, but me - 
I sit here despite wind, rain and snow.
Here it's more pleasant to dream.
here it's somehow easier...
After all the distance to the moon is not infinite...
I sit on the roof, -
so
the stars are closer.
There...

On the dark side of the moon you live
and I can hardly see you.
I sit on the roof and whisper poems...
Maybe someday you will hear me.

Sadness pours from the sky with meteorites.
Something strange happens with my heart rhythm...
I know, it may happen 
only once in hunderd years, - 
you look downwards by chance and notice me...
I sit on the roof, -
so
the stars are closer.
There...



dancing God

They have woken a sleeping volcano
to play with incandescent lava 
Dancing god looked through the clouds
at these amusements with a smile

This is so sweet, 
This is so cruel
to inclose eternity
into one instant...
And to die
in incandescent flow, 
so that dancing god could be delighted

They have called a hot cyclone to the life, 
they have brought all elements in motion...
Dancing god was so surprised
that dropped his flute for amazement...

This is so sweet, 
This is so cruel
to feel eternity
in the instance of falling...
And to melt like a snow
in his warm palms, 
so that dancing god could be delighted

They have changed the planet orbits, 
and star will not avoid the collisions
Dancing god laughed and cried, - 
he dozed in the ecstasy for admiration...

This is so sweet, 
This is so cruel
to inclose eternity
into one instant...
And to die
in incandescent flow, 
so that dancing god could be delighted

They have woken a sleeping volcano
They have called a hot cyclone to the life
They have changed the planet orbits
This is all for you, dancing god...



merry-go-round

I'm a rag doll that's been forgotten in a store-room
in a carton box with unnecessary trash 
Why have I been painted my eyes one day?...

I'm a fragile Christmas-tree decoration, 
a mirror ball with your reflection 
I am what is broken... I am what can not be fixed back

There're stars and bright ribbons on the wheel
Merry-go-round spins round after round 
And time carries it through the oceans of fire...
I stand and look as they pass by: 
cities, trains, people... everything is elusive 
Merry-go-round spins without me

I'm foolish careless sun beam, 
accidentally got in someone's window
I weep for happiness, laugh without a reason.

I'm a small red plush heart, - 
a cushion for safety-pins...
An unnecessary gift for St. Valentine's Day...

There're stars and bright ribbons on the wheel
Merry-go-round spins round after round 
And time carries it through the oceans of fire...
I stand and look as they pass by: 
cities, trains, people... everything is elusive 
Merry-go-round spins without me

I'm yellow leaves on a chess board 
left by someone in a cold park, 
I'm a coast sand full of your footprints

I'm a paper dove, stuck in the tree
torn with the wind, drenched with the snow 
I'm a crumpled sheet of paper pulled out from the book...

There're stars and bright ribbons on the wheel
Merry-go-round spins round after round 
And time carries it through the oceans of fire...
I stand and look as they pass by: 
cities, trains, people... everything is elusive 
Merry-go-round spins without me