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So free

Like when we were 18
Our soul resembles a thug one
But with a little more money
We are not making a kitsch from ourselves
We grow beards and we don't lie to eachother
'Cause we are not getting old
 
With wide open eyes, we look toward the future
Way too many from the crowd
We don't care about what's written on our IDs
We've decided to be
 
So free, so young
So free
So free, so young
So free, so young
 
Longings and pains
Made wrinkles on our faces from the smiles,
The old days
Rise up walls in front of us for our spirits
 
With wide open eyes, we look toward future
Way too many from the crowd
We don't care about what's written on our IDs
We've decided to be
 
So free, so young
So free
So free, so young
So free, so young
 
When will be the day
That we'd say
We are only children
Who look mature for show
And if we found out
That tomorrow wouldn't come anymore
We would keep the same path
We've decided to be
 
So free, so young
So free
So free, so young
So free, so young
 

Only you

You're unique, even though you're not the first
But one! My girl, I'd kiss your buss
Don't wanna be here? come in Ibiza
I'm kidding, I don't have any money, don't you think you may get it
You're still kidding? How funny
Why are you so interested?
I'll know
What I'm doing?
I sleep, I drink and I run away from trouble
Or...I solve dilemmas
But I took a liking on you as soon as I saw you
You dumbfounded me
Deaf? No. Oh. I'm normal
I'm an artist sometimes
I'm not animal
Come here I'll show you a song
I've a cymbal at home
 
Only you can give me anything I want
I don't need anyone else
Only you are good and also bad
My girl, my girl, my girl
 
An angel disappeared from Heaven
Aren't you that one?
Are you liking these kind of compliments?
I'm not.
You too?
Bubby, I love you
Why in english?
I needed a rhyme
I can in another language
I'm not ashamed
Stop!
To look at me with those eyes of yours
Beautiful as fuck
I seem dumber than I am
And I am dumber than I seem
Did you get in a tangle, babe?
We're alike
There's no doubt
I'm still crazy
Not like I'm getting in a tangle
but where do you want
At mine's or at yours?
Or is it too short
Do you want to make it longer?
WTF!
If you like me...
How should I know?
I'm a chess teacher
What does chess gotta do with love?
Lemme explain
At mine's or at yours?
Or do you wanna make it longer
 
Only you can give me anything I want
I don't need anyone else
Only you are good and also bad
My girl, my girl, my girl
 
You're unique even tho you're not the first (x4)
 
Only you can give me anything I want
I don't need anyone else
Only you are good and also bad
My girl, my girl, my girl
 

See you, don't miss me...

I'm breathing with you,
With your warm breath,
I'm drowning into your eyes.
In the drowning time
There are pieces of our dumb love...
The parting is so close,
That we can touch it with our hands.
 
It'll be forgotten,
Love will be forgotten,
And we're leaving for heavens...
See you, don't miss me...
It'll be forgotten,
Love will be forgotten,
And we're leaving for heavens... Together...
 
Remember, we were walking around the city holding our hands,
We were looking for something there talking in whispers,
Then there were quarrels, stupid partings,
Almost a year of being far from each other
And suddenly I understood...
That poets have been looking for you throughout their lives,
Plots come into your dreams,
What a fool I am to love you,
Not a minute of rest.
 
It'll be forgotten,
Love will be forgotten,
And we're leaving for heavens...
See you, don't miss me...
It'll be forgotten,
Love will be forgotten,
And we're leaving for heavens... Together...
 
© Sosnin Vladimir

Water Formula

Joy isn't guaranteed after sadness
You lie so frankly, with so much weight,
Forgetting promises given by looking
And repeating your mantra- no memories
 
Our loves disappear only apparently, apparently
In fact, making us write quatrains, quatrains, quatrains
In trains that break us up
And from pride I don't accept that
 
The water formula is different in tears,
The fire hears different when whispering
The water formula is different in tears,
The fire hears different when whispering
 
Start, finish, again, please, no
Let me go, because you're not as fast
So don't pretend you're a saint, I'm not mad the smoke
From tobacco, you're the ash from tobacco
 
Some say white charcoal, others change their tone
Tatooed heavily, betrayer
It's clear you've chosen weak enemies
I wish you well the same as punks swear to their parents
 
Our loves disappear only apparently, apparently
In fact, making us write quatrains, quatrains, quatrains
In trains that break us up
And from pride I don't accept that
 
The water formula is different in tears,
The fire hears different when whispering
The water formula is different in tears,
The fire hears different when whispering
 

Hobson's Choice

From hundreds of concepts and hundreds of premises,
From thousands of opened paths and my list of dreams,
I choose to stay alone, but to remain righteous,
In the point which separates white from black,
In the point where I matter as much as you,
I let you be as you are and accept me.
Fanatic in fate, agnostic or atheist,
Man, child, woman, docile or insolent,
With a blue passport or simply apathrid,
With a colored mask or without a party,
At a guest or at home, from the city or the countryside
Tall and fair with blue eyes, unemployed or hard-working
A creator in itself or fake and imposter
Educated or not, courageous or scared
Histerical or who waits until he can't no more
With golden hands or a bit upside down
Silent or talkative, ugly or beautiful
At 70 or young,
.md or com
We smile and cry freely
Under the name of human!
 

Pe curând, să nu-ți fie dor

Eu respir prin tine,
Prin respirația ta caldă
Și mă înec în ochii tăi.
În timp se îneacă
Bucățile dragostei nostre mute...
Iar despărţirea e atât de aproape,
Încât poţi să o atingi cu mâna…
 
Se va uita,
Dragostea se va uita,
Iar noi vom pleca spre cer…
Pe curând, nu-ţi fie dor…
Se va uita,
Dragostea se va uita,
Iar noi vom pleca spre cer… împreună...
 
Îţi mai aminteşti cu mergeam prin oraş tinându-ne de mână,
Căutam lucruri neimportante, vorbeam în şoaptă,
Apoi au urmat certuri, despărţiri prosteşti,
Aproape un an la distanţă
Şi intr-un moment am realizat…
Pe tine toată viaţa te caută poeţii,
Toate scenariile din vise se reduc la tine
Iar eu, prost, te iubesc
Fără clipe de linişte...
 
Se va uita,
Dragostea se va uita,
Iar noi vom pleca spre cer…
Pe curând, nu-ţi fie dor…
Se va uita,
Dragostea se va uita,
Iar noi vom pleca spre cer… împreună...