Author of quotes: Natalia Struchkova

In his excitement, pure and deep,
Flutters in the wind, and there is in it constancy,
Love flows through the night, like an eternal river,
Absorbing moonlight and music space.

Details, details, details
The finishing touches on my portrait.
These traits you wrote,
The way you lived it.
And you sometimes felt,
That girl in the sundress
Involuntarily hand touched
And you will not be fooled.

I'm on the road
and cities
Using distance and years
Through the timing line
and trouble
Through all the evils coming to you.

To the sacred truth of the road
Sometimes get lost in the darkness,
But I imagine knocking the legs
Searched for the truth on earth.
It seemed that there are no simple solutions,
And the world kept silence,
But skrytoi books genius
With me so just said:
"How does one live differently
In spite of the injustice?
First, maybe we'll cry,
And after they believe in good."

Between thought and word,
Isthmuses in the fight,
Do not look for any -
Go back to your.

The voice of the heart fainter
Amidst the busy day.
I found my niche.
Don't bother me.
Pedalite not in vain.
In everyday game
Too many accidents
On the beautiful land.

The heat goes from the heart that warm out.

Tell me, passerby,
Reveal to me the secret of life,
After all, you can do it.
Why it happens the end
Everything in nature?

Right rains returned
And the bad weather.
The heat goes to spring,
It's warm out.
Dropping the leaves under the window
Trembling aspen.
I farewell to warmth
Unbearable.

Of the body wear out to the holes,
And the whole inside-out
Was loosened inner world,
During the life of a lost soul.

No, you can still continue,
Not knowing worries and doubts...
And you're not trying to escape
From the garden of earthly delights?