Author of quotes: Blue Zizzi

Now I know all is not as it should
I came from birth.
Today thought immutable,
Next day again called into doubt.

I am sixty-three long years lived,
The expense of lost deeds and achievements.
Maybe too late to regret and yet
My whole life is regrettable.

That sail boat
Someone escorted.
Climb of the mountain, overlook the river.
There is nothing sadder
In this life, perhaps
What to send in daogu
Of a loved one.

I'm separated now
And curse my sad destiny.
But the bitterness in my soul on it
I'm not too much melting.
Though happy we were with her,
But there is a limit!..

Do not think: "If only gray hair,
Then what sort of memories!.."
No, the memory for us, and given,
To forever remember the breakup.

The doctor was tracewell,
Requires the Board already.
Money or things
Where I have so much to get?

And I thought: this world is always
Triumphant hatred, human sneda.
Great is that hatred,
The great feud!..
On my soul bad
As ever.

In years young, remember, it was I'm sorry
That in verse my grief and sadness may sound.
I was shut in the tower
To cause sorrow,
I ascended the tower,
To sing of sorrow.
Now
The Cup of bitterness after drinking to the bottom,
To tell you the sorrow I want
And... silence.

But there is such a person:
Come and let's indiscriminately
About the benefits to argue about fame, -
Otherwise wait for a call.
Hoarse and still talking about it
Ready to repeat until dawn.
Angry I will not
Calmly I stand up,
Their dispute without waiting
Wash your ears.

There are people with whom friendship
Getting a welcome soon.
You will visit - and for a long time
Talk about the river about the mountains.
Sometimes about a landscape
New thrice told.
And I don't know
Like why
All the same at the meeting
Familiar speech.

Only when you look at it
And your sadness will disappear without a trace.
Speak - smeshinka on his lips:
She was never discouraged.
In the company of her cheerful laughter
Creates a feeling spring at all.
But she frowns Il fun -
Her still-to-face, it's still nice.

All solid, will notice you, unsteadily,
Lies in the soft strength of the beginning.
And if
You believe not,
I slightly open my mouth
For you purpose:
My tongue is intact.
Teeth - gone!

Go roam alone with him,
And wish to relax and sit.
Bored then
And tired another
Lie down with a book under my head...
What else
Me in this life you have!

Shivering in the leaf mesh turquoise,
Bamboo rose above the blind trail.
The river and mountains
In crimson glow,
In the sunset
He stands, harsh,
One
With its endless longing.
Entrusting Duma plum blossom beautiful
For web not moves.
He's waiting for spring
Everyday, every hour,every
Not wasting
The aroma in vain,
His soul
Not recognize you, no!