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Twice a Day

It is almost an eighth day when twice a 24-hours, that do mean so much on the Earth, I have the honor to speculate Sun in two of it's most furious, most shiny, most great and most beautiful incarnations of all th time it stands with me on the same side of a globe. Besides, I emphasize an exceptional favor of such interactions with a source of life. Truly: gratefully taking it's light, either it is a morning slide across the smooth surface of heaven curtains, or proud and unhurried, his barely perceptible steps beyond the horizon on a sky emaciated by clouds, a man, expressing the desire and will to let that light in, can turn itself into this light for a while, and shine itself in mornings and evenings, to be itself in a mood of joy and immediate smile.
Today it is necessary. No - not that today, when so much of different stuff runs past consciousness, offering it to listen closely, to believe, or to refuse it and to forget. No - not that today, when the interior self, embodying the essence and the root cause of things and the self, materialized in a form, matter and the dense energy, should ask again the each other questions, wanting to pull one another into their world. But Today, when the times of great changes do come closer. Of changes in a world structure, consciousness of humanity, feauters of nature, level of senses and of understanding, feeling of dimensionality, changes in spirit, when it's light will become the main source, head and the first, as it always been, even a long time ago before coming here and any other planet.
So isn't that happiness - to meet the Sun, and give it a back smile? Knowing that then the energies of new existence will flow unison with a sense of our soul?
Is there difference in what will a man decide to do in these sacral moments? As life, that is whole its and only its choice. It may create, manufacturing something that never took a place before. It may find itself in a lotus position, working with energies of a space. It may find itself praying, sending a word to something, that they use to call the God. Something, that always lies in a higher dimension. Something, that everyone wants to come to and that will never be founded. Because it's impossible to find something, that was never lost. And it cannot be proved something, that lies out of the relative system of feeling and understanding, in which scope these proves are long to be revealed and are still actual. It may act still, doing it's earthy job. Something that he agreed with. That must make him enjoy it. In this case, Harmony should show itself even if, as it looks like that, it does the most earthy and primitive things, far away from 'God'. Because Absoluteness is the main Universe property. And it is felt when one is ready to feel it. When it's almost ready to apply, to take high and eternal knowledge, collected by a mankind and being opened by it again and again, especially these days... In the days of Energies of Spirit, Divinity and Earth... What's the difference? There people wake up in the mornings with eyes full of energy... They are alive.
 
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Be the Light

Be Light for your own selves
And for everyone who is near
 
Be grateful to your destiny
Which guides you to God
 
Be in a State of Love
Not to forget even for a day
 
That to Live a Life full of Meaning
Means to Love all your Life!
 
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Fill with Love

Fill with Love,
Fill with Love,
Fill with Love
With Love - Everything Around.
And go to Life,
And go to Life,
And lead eternal circle round.
 
Shine with Light,
Shine with Light,
Shine with Light,
As I Do.
Give free rein to your feelings,
Give free rein to your feelings,
And in the morning Earth will give its smile to You
 
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On the Best Planet of Solar System

On the Best Planet
Of Solar System
The Atmosphere is heated -
The Purple Children
Are Against the System
Of the outworn tricks and meastreating.
 
The Revoultion of Spirit,
The Revolution Of the authorities,
The Revolution Of Consciousness:
All the Past is sour,
The New Gears
Do Catch the Cognition in Touchness.
 
The Awakening,
The Enlightenment,
The Self:
The Renaissance,
The Universal Songs,
The Recoverability of a real Shelf
 
One who is against
Should Go
With a Shame,
Though Covered (the more)
By a sacred
Fame.
 
Those in Favor -
To Light
As a Candle!
By the Eyes (Of God)
Awake
By the matter!
 
Before it's a New Earth -
Have a Patience...
Soon It All Must Be Better.
 
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Like The Souls

By the walk of this life, I come anew,
I have some memories, knowledge and energy,
As well as desires, aspirations, thoughts and free consciousness,
A walk, very inspired and intelligent... Here, everything is possible.
 
A street so well-known... In another life... Individuals familiar,
Like the souls and like actors, they are dressed in intentional suits.
Like players, who ventured to experiment with big deals,
In the world, where matter and energy are shown to each other in a perfect dance... As such.
 
One very interesting thing: this fire of awakening...
Because everyone has his own way, his faith, his understanding of how to love.
In fact, for the physical world, it is a subtle world of the universe and He is Almighty.
Although, in this absolute ocean, it has its own success, its god, and even its color.
 

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It Will Change Your Life 888

Going through the Prosper dreams,
Looking after Wealth,
Flying in Successful beams,
Abundance and the Health
 
Collecting puzzles of the Luck,
Beyond Eternal Happiness,
The thoughts will make effective knock
With Mind - their Sentinel
 
I am the Luck, and I am Success,
To all World Wonders I have an Access,
The Angel is my guard, the God is my Coach,
With Them I'll follow the truthful aproach
 
Chain of the Eights(8) is my Surround -
They are the Luck, and they are Infinite,
Positives find everywhere around,
And I feel the Power of my own Spirit
 
Loving Yourself and calling Prosperity,
Act like a magnet of Love, all the Best,
Searching for open and faithful Integrity,
Keep God in Soul, leave out the rest!
 
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Thousands of Stellar Moons

A spirit comes to this Stage
Puts on it's favorite costume
It pays a special price:
With thousands of Stellar Moons
 
But in the Contract of Soul-the-Actor
There are mentioned two beautiful points:
Only in Love you should Live in
And Yourself you'll Remember it All.
 
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I observe in every one of you

I observe in every one of you
A very special and an ancient glow
It carries a huge secret in itself
And the biggest ever revelation
 
And if you've remembered
Of who you are indeed,
So, know, a shining beauty,
We've been watching you,
And all your dreams -
We sing about them to God.
They are fulfilled...
And the birds have come.
And the Awakening Flame
Has sparked your Self,
My Blessing,
And all the Divine
 
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Your Home

Your Home is not where you were born:
Your Home is there, where you wish to stay
 
Your Home is not where your native language's heard,
Though where's a language you wish it to be said
 
Your Home is not where most amazing bodies are,
But where the soul, passionately in love, kindles the desire in your heart
 
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From now, Istanbul, you will come to me in dreams

From now, Istanbul, you will come to me in dreams...
A golden head of gorgeus mosques,
And beams of sunset on your eyelashes,
The Maiden Tower and the Prince Islands
 
Istanbul, you've conquered hearts of the whole world,
Flourishing in the very heart of human cradle,
From all the sides, we rush to sail to you,
For the Bosporus' waves to move us like a swnig
 
Istanbul, East and West do meet in you,
A world of spirit and of greatest beauty,
What a pleasure it's to be in beams of your sunsets,
Which are echoed loudly by ships
 
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A golden light and the mountain air

The best boys leave again,
We've lived in peace for three years
Again, I spend my evening time in Jerusalem
A golden light and the mountain air are tickling my eyes with a blessing,
An eternal capital, which shines forever,
A heart of Land of Israel, open for everyone
 
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In honor of Moscow

We can't do a long time without snow,
Without slanting rains of July,
Which pours like cats and dogs
On the roofs of Moscow of mine
 
We can't do without porches of skyscrapers
Which nearly lead to the heavens
Run upwards and forward - as much,
As you decide by yourself
 
We can't do without boulevards of honey,
Without gasoline dust in the mornings,
Without caress, which is deeply flowing
Into the Moscow nights
 
Flowing into the Garden Ring,
Into multi-color metro lines,
So simply, with such an ease
Besotting everything with its warmth
 
Here all the boulevards are Strastnoy (Passionate)
All the ponds are Chisty (Clean),
All the Theaters here are Bolshoy (Big)
And all the rivers in honor of Moskvy (Moscow River)
 
And on every brick wall
Chimes ring, at six and twelve,
To let us know, where to meet,
After we've said farewell
 
And there're stars on every tower (of Kremlin)
To make those appointments happen -
We can be in the world with anyone,
And with Moscow we're together forever
 
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The Same

In your heart I feel the same light
Same shine - in your eyes
In your dreams - the same hope,
Same honey in your lands
 
In your language I hear the same taste
In your girls - the same sweetness,
In the world - same Way of your Nation,
To fulfill the same supreme mission
 
In your songs - the same trembling,
Same genius in your art,
Oh, how much I'm inspired by you,
How much I love you
 
Raise up, Armenians-Jan, and awake,
You possess a sacred land,
Wake up with your ancient power,
And always live, my Armenian people, in Peace
 
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Truth of Being

The shadow of the broken trough is melting.
With finding our truly beloved ones.
Do not get drunk with the truth of way of life.
You better drink the truth of being itself
 
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The Way of Allah

The Way of Islam
The Way of Allah
Is a Way of Love
Not of fear and wars
 
Stretch out your hands
For the Almighty to give you
By the divine spirit
It's love and bless
 
A unity of prophets,
A unique way:
Among thousands of lessons
To find your own self
 
A way of Love
Not of fears and wars
Is a Way of Islam
And a Way of Allah
 
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To understand your life, you shouldn't go too far

To understand your life, you shouldn't go too far -
The whole truth is hidden right inside.
Revealing love and happiness within yourself,
Don't hesitate to give them to the world.
 
But if you have desperately decided
To find out all the truth which's outside,
Thank God, your own way to be revealed for you,
In the glory of eternity, in the heavenly blue.
 
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What else do we need, besides the sea?

What else do we need, besides the sea?
Besides making love every day?
Besides, being in a grateful and vivifying stream, again and again,
In a gentle flow of happiness, ravish, in perfect state of health,
Enjoy cosmic abundance, achievements and beauty?..
 
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Roschin's love song

Young and tender lass,
why didn't you cross my path
in those distant years
of my youthful spring?
My hair has turned grey,
how could I help it?
Why have you crossed my path
only now?
 
Among my peers I forgot
how many years went away.
Your shapely youthfullness
remembered me of that.
My mind is filled with
regrets of my spring
that has passed forever, without you.
 
My grey hair is so afraid
of your curls.
You look even younger
when I'm near.
We shall not rejoice in our meeting,
for our fates can't be one.
You are my last love
and my suffering.
 
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Armenian Spring

They are so flourishing - the apricot fields,
They are so black - the hair of girls.
So many youngsters, in a stream of dreams,
Left their sunny country for other purpose
 
And now, from the far away lands,
Seeking their home in a dreams,
The find their own selves in their hearts,
Wandering in the fuzzy mists
 
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Stolen Night

Slipping into the bottomless mist
I whisper to you for the twentieth time
That we shouldn't break up
But we cannot be together
 
I reached out my hand to your face
And you happened to respond
I took for myself someone else's youth
I feel hurt and sad in my soul
 
Remembering every woman's name
I drive your name away from my heart
You are my wife for one night
The night around us is stolen
Alas, my beauty,
Dawn waves into the windows
At home your family waits you
What's to be done with our love?
 
Your eyes swim with mist
And you cannot stem your tears
We entered into this deceit together
But we must leave it separately
 
Do not hide your eyes, my beauty
We are both to blame
Your tears, my tears...
Now it is our day of reckoning.
 
Remembering every woman's name
I drive your name away from my heart
You are my wife for one night
The night around us is stolen
Alas, my beauty,
Dawn waves into the windows
At home your family waits you
What's to be done with our love?
 
Good bye, my beauty!
Dawn waves into the windows
At home your family waits you
What's to be done with our love?
 

About people and sea

One living far from sea, is dreaming of it,
One living by the sea, just looks it through.
Therefore, the waves, by whisper rumble and eternal,
Their exalted motion do pursue
 
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To find my happiness, where should I go?

To find my happiness, where should I go?
Is that a real blessing to be alone?
All the world is open, so why do we stay
At the same place, doing same things every day?
 
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Amidst a quietude of the waves an aquiline call is heard

Amidst a quietude of the waves an aquiline call is heard,
And myriads of stars are caressing the ridges gently
And thousands of names for all these gods would have been short,
Which had created thee, Caucasus, and excogitated
 
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Summer night

I will never realize you
Even if we’ll be close for ages
You’re an ethereal dream,
You are image of life.
Charming smile like the spells that allure,
Eyes make drunk me like elixir lakes,
Where some fading stars sink
To find relaxation and love.
 
How long will my happiness last?
I don’t know this secret.
You look princess who suddenly
Came to the feast.
So I hold your delicate palm
At my face and I quite understand,
It’s a gift of a mystery planet
That was in the East.
So I hold your delicate palm
At my face and I quite understand,
It’s a gift of a mystery planet
That was in the East.
 
This summer night will end very soon
But I will bathe in your love, oh my dear.
A river’s lamenting under the Moon
Sending a mist as a ransom of silver
A river’s lamenting under the Moon
Sending a mist as a ransom of silver
 
I would give for an evening with you
An empire of stillness and quiet.
I would change heaps of verses
For wakeful sweet nights.
And a golden morning will send
With a dawn warm and fresh clear rain
It will wash off the sins
With its golden rays
And a golden morning will send
With a dawn warm and fresh clear rain
It will wash off the sins
With its golden rays
 
This summer night will end very soon
But I will bathe in your love, oh my dear.
A river’s lamenting under the Moon
Sending a mist as a ransom of silver
A river’s lamenting under the Moon
Sending a mist as a ransom of silver
 

I've been in love with you for so long

Once I had a dream that you said 'yes' to me
And a faded star lit up in the sky
The birds started singing in the snowy garden
You can see this in your dreams but once a year
 
I've been in love with you for so long
This dream is so beautiful
Maybe you'll come to me
In reality not just in my dreams
And in the silence of the moon
You'll discover how much I love you
 
The morning whispers to me,'Wake up!'
But I am afraid to open my eyes
Let me spend just one more minute with you
I don't need any other dream
And regardless of our destinies
Come to me in my dreams tomorrow
Touch my hand
 
I've been in love with you for so long
This dream is so beautiful
Maybe you'll come to me
In reality not just in my dreams
And in the silence of the moon
You'll discover how much I love you
 
But if you say 'no'
The birds will stop their singing
The morning will never come
But I can't reproach you for it
Maybe it's not easy to find the way to you
 
I've been in love with you for so long
This dream is so beautiful
Maybe you'll come to me
In reality not just in my dreams
And in the silence of the moon
You'll discover how much I love you
 

Kotik

Și am decis ca nu ma indrăgostesc nicicînd
Dar ai venit tu, al meu pisi pisi pisi pisi
Acum sunt plictisit fara tine
 

Ancient roses...

Ancient roses
I'm carrying, alone,
Into the frost and snow,
And long is my road.
On the same path,
With a sword on the shoulder,
He is walking behind
In a misty raincoat.
He is walking and he knows,
That snow is bearing my step,
That over there no more glows
The last sunset,
That I'll never be free
All night long,
That no more freedom
Will follow, it's gone.
And where, belated,
I can sleep, rest my soul?
Only the roses falling
On melted snow.
My yearning is deadly,
I can't help, though,.
He will trample the roses
Aimlessly into the snow.
 

Love and a parting

Your dress for your wedding is not yet unpacking.
And anthem won’t sound just for us.
But time as a driver it doesn’t like waiting,
The horses want racing at once.
The horses want racing at once.
 
If only the horses don't lose their main line
The bell under the arc would ring long.
‘Cause love and a parting as faithful companions
Are never by one. They come both.
 
We ourselves opened gates. We got driving
And yoked lucky horses as a team.
You saw straight ahead something calling and shining,
But something went out as a dim.
But something went out as a dim.
 
To hear each other is so sacred science,
Overcoming time and storm it will rule.
Love and a parting as faithful companions
Will share the secret in full.
Love and a parting as faithful companions
Will share the secret in full.
 
The more we live here, the years are shorter.
the friends are more valuable to us.
If only the bell under the arc would ring longer
And eyes want to see dear eyes.
And eyes want to see dear eyes.
 
The shore and an ocean are two antipodes
like storm and the sun, like swifts and crows.
‘Cause love and a parting are eternal roads
They both have been passing through hearts.
‘Cause love and a parting are eternal roads
They both have been passing through hearts.
 
‘Cause love and a parting are eternal roads
They both have been passing through hearts.
 

Alone

I look at my phone
It's a quarter to twelve
It's as though time has stopped
Tell me, how could you be so cold?
You shut me down, took my heart with you
And you didn't look back
I spoke with my mother the other day
She looked at me, took my hand and said:
 
'Life goes on, even though the sun sets,' yeah
But now I'm awake all night, why did you leave?
 
Now I'm all alone, alone, alone
Don't know what to do
Now I'm all alone, alone, alone
I'd wish you were here
'Cause I'm all alone, alone, alone
Don't know what to do
Now I'm all alone, alone
Like a ocean covered in glass covered - petrified
Was all alone
 
All alone, yeah
 
I hear that you're doing well
That you run around in inner city
I wonder who you're with now
You've probably already found someone else
By friends think you're gone for sure, yeah
It's as though love is like a war
But I'm without any weapons, so here I lie
Hearing voices in the middle of the night, I can hear them say
 
'Life goes on, even though the sun sets,' yeah
But now I'm awake all night, why did you leave?
 
I'm all alone, alone, alone
Don't know what to do
Now I'm all alone, alone, alone
I'd wish you were here
'Cause I'm all alone, alone, alone
Don't know what to do
Now I'm all alone, alone
Like a ocean covered in glass covered - petrified
Was all alone
 
All alone, hmm, no
All alone
 
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Light of sad

I will ornament rhymes with a simple new melody.
My song will start sound in the rays of twilight.
And as bees all the time whirl above their honeycomb
Sadness whirls and recalls me the days that were bright
 
(Chorus:)
The light of sad from labyrinth of memory.
The light of sad is always blurry blue.
I feel our life looks as a beggar there
It’s praying fate for love that must be only true
 
Open chest of your soul. It was so generous.
Look and see if you find something that wasn’t spent
Little coin of your love it was precious for both of us.
Our sorrow trembles recalling love and reflects.
 
(Chorus:)
The light of sad from labyrinth of memory.
The light of sad is always blurry blue.
I feel our life looks as a beggar there
It’s praying fate for love that must be only true
 
Let a spider build web on the strings of my guitar then.
Let the leaves of my past go away with a wind with its squall.
May new Love as an artist paint another sweet painting.
But I guess it will use blurry blue to encircle that will draw.
 
(Chorus:)
The light of sad from labyrinth of memory.
The light of sad is always blurry blue.
I feel our life looks as a beggar there
It’s praying fate for love that must be only true
 

She was fifteen. But with her heartbeat...

She was fifteen. But with her heartbeat -
She could have been my bride.
When I proposed to her laughing
She laughed and went away.
 
It was long ago. Since then
Unknown years and times have been passing.
Our meetings were rare and talks were short
But our silence was so deep.
 
And being faithful to my dream,
On one winter night I left crowded and bright halls,
Where choky masks were smiling to the songs,
Where I was gazing after her.
 
And she left right after me obediently,
She didn't know what would come in a moment.
And black city night only saw
How bride and groom passed by and disappeared.
 
And we met in a church - in silence
On a frosty sunny beautiful day:
We understood that years of silence were clear
And that it was sent to us from above.
 
This story of long blessed searchings
Fills my suffocating singing chest.
I made a building out of these songs,
And other songs are yet to be sung one day.
 

Epigram (Male dancer! You are rich...)

Male dancer! You are rich. Professor! You are wretched.
Of course, the head's revered much less than his legs, stretched.
 
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