I wanna be Venitian gondolier – poetry and fine art. Александр Глухов
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I am of many – one amongst
And no friends and no lights
I cannot you say bonjour, adieu
I only say to breeze – love ye
Yet I am unfledged and…
Who are you and what am I
Aleksandr Glukhov. Composition 2096 or a calm affection.
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You have enchanted broken heart
I won’t bear it for so long
And we are not victorious today
I will be gone by morning light
To dream together thru the night
For new beginning for the future
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Hello darkness in the light
We must stop breathing
Thee stopped fight… yet
I have vision in the dream
Too many places in the night
You must have been the last
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Let’s go off the beaten track
Yet live the life – forlorn path
A bit snogging every night
But yet I am – a lone knight
In every parchment I am not
The only snag is he was fled
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I will be stranded – stay with me
Just spare me – I am with Thee
May you absolve of all my sins
With due respect but I’m booze
I’m feeling dizzy of affection
You are forever my perfection
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The lot is cast, it’s mine affection
Rough diamond – hot perfection
A lucky beggar, dance with me
By little and little we’ll be free
It’s new departure be full of glee
The breeze alone, gone with thee
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Let’s go indoors to breathe again
What did you love me for in vain
Yet poignant story of affection
A fair-weather friend indeed
And early days of youth is gone
The die is thrown – you go away
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Play the dickens in my mind
Hear the Silence every morning
Day and night and all day long
Go back home but door is locked
I am thirsty – you my fate
Light to light but it’s too late
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Hello Breeze, let’s break the ice
Who blows the horn in the night
I walk up hill and down dale there
The stars are dancing everywhere
I’ll catch a glimpse of you again
There is no joy without alloy
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Light path – yet we are apart
Let’s find each other in a dream
It’s silly of me to fell in love to ye
Yet ’tis a whisper thru the breeze
We gaze intently in the future
And never ever see the fates…
Aleksandr Glukhov. The eyes of old age.
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I only feel your beating heart
And contemplate the vision
This light in memory in bliss
I never see beloved beauty
Black rings we must put on
Till last of the day I think of ye
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One of the voices inside heart
As fast as a hare I must run, yet
At haphazard I’ve seen you
Beyond the sea I lived with you
There will be triumph and ecstasy
But hunting for longer without ye
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Forehead to forehead and a kiss
We wanna take control of time
Thee disappeared from my sight
Let’s fly across the sky together
Do for oneself and kiss again
Through happy glee we’ll die…
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Ever since you are is gone forever
There is a time of pensive days
But we still fight for lovely dream
Amongst the warmongers I live
So much a shower of rain all day
There is no kiss with love again
Aleksandr Glukhov. Composition 2070 or a white abyss.
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If you dance you must sing songs
There is no will, there is no life
Yet only zeal without light of ye
You shall learn howl in the night
And dream and sleep again…
We gonna stride in reverie
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Together we are sweetly yawning
Stretching,