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Heart earrings

Stay with me. The rain
Turns to snow on the pavement
The windows of an empty café are clouded white
Stay with me. Do you like
My heart earrings?
I murmur lying that someone else gave them to me
 
Chide me gently. Aren't you jealous?
Did you cool down?
I don't want to believe the rumors of that girl
But if they were true, clear them up for me
 
Stay with me. You wanted to see
The roadshow
Don't say you went there before with her
Stay with me. Since it's irritating
I'll go skiing
With a made-up boyfriend
 
Chide me gently. Hold me like a man
Say 'you are mine'
I'll try to laugh about her with my friends
And I'll immediately forgive you
 
Did you just say goodbye?
I didn't understand because you were too far
 
Chide me gently. I'm not obedient
Don't stand from your chair so quickly
Watching you leave, I took off my earrings
If I throw them to the street, probably the snow will hide them
When the spring comes, I'll forget you
 
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Om Namo Bhagavate

Om, I bow to Lord Vasudeva
Om, I bow to Lord Vasudeva
Om, I bow to Lord Vasudeva
Om, I bow to Lord Vasudeva
 
© Copyright հեղինակային իրավունքներ Derechos de autor זכויות יוצרים Telif hakkı Авторские права:
Александр Листенгорт Ալեքսանդր Լիստենգորթ Alexander Listengort אלכסנדר ליסטנגורט

Dear Dad

You looked tall, so very tall, when I was very small.
You were my gentle giant, my playmate.
While you counted very slowly, I hid in the hallway,
and how we laughed when you finally found me.
 
You were big; you were very strong; you inspired respect.
You were my magic steed trotting through the sky.
I climbed into your shoes and tried not to fall;
I felt like the king of the world taking giant steps.
 
It was beautiful, so very beautiful,
I remember and I'm telling you:
You were a perfect example.
You were my best friend.
 
But one day, little by little, without knowing the reason,
you started coming home late and mom suffered with you.
Later, I woke up frightened by your screams.
I noticed that you were very nervous and didn't want to talk to me.
Sometimes you hit me; your words were harsh,
and my life was filled with fear and doubt.
 
It was hard, so very hard,
I hated you and I'm telling you:
You were my fallen idol,
my torture, my enemy.
 
To me, having your blood was almost a curse,
but after all it's the same blood that runs through my veins,
and now, father, I'm writing you like I did when I was little,
like when you held my hand in your dreams.
 
I'm now very confused;
I'm crying as I write to you;
I haven't stopped hoping;
Father, I've always loved you.
 
It was beautiful, so very beautiful,
I talk about it with my kids.
Father, I don't know what to say to you.
I just want to be your friend.
 
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Night Moscow song

When suddenly you hear the sound of distant funnels in the dark,
The words of prayer like hawks of midnight escape the hot lips as they spark,
The melody is haunting people like sudden raindrops from above –
The little orchestra of hope conducted by the word of love.
 
In years of war and desolation when rains of treason, rains of lead
Attacked our backs with ruthless anger and there was nobody to help,
And officers had husky voices, what ruled our fortunes from above? –
The little orchestra of hope conducted by the word of love.
 
Clarinet has holes, the trumpet’s broken, bassoon is rubbed like wise man’s stick,
The skin of drum has gone to pieces, the clarinettist’s still all chic,
The flutist’s subtle as a young prince, conspiring people from above –
The little orchestra of hope conducted by the word of love.
 

You taught me everything

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You burned me and left
'Don't worry' you told me
You threw me in the fire
Cheers! To the old days
 
You taught me everything
What hearts need
How love dances on the golden beaches
 
You taught me everything
Even if you didn't know what you wanted
I won't feel summer
I'll want you, want it or not
 
You left, and were late
You left me looking for you
Unfair to turn when i go out only to drink
 
You taught me everything
What hearts need
How love dances on the golden beaches
 
You taught me everything
Even if you didn't know what you wanted
I won't feel summer
I'll want you, want it or not
 
Now that i lost you
They ask me if i forgot you
And when they tell me that it's your fault, i say that you taught me everything
 
You taught me everything
What hearts need
How love dances on the golden beaches
 
You taught me everything
Even if you didn't know what you wanted
I won't feel summer
I'll want you, want it or not