Author of quotes: Endre ADI

All of our faith and action -
All ashes, all ashes, all ashes.
Lucky lucky
Only one who is unhappy:
Own collapse.
Because all the dust,
All of our faith and action,
The banner that we put up wanted
And now all the ashes -
Happy is he who has broken in failure.
Happy is he who has broken collapse,
For now all ashes,
All ashes, all ashes, all ashes.

Autumn in Paris on the Boulevard Saint-Michel
Quietly snuck in yesterday and with me
Was found there, under the thick foliage,
Quiet from the heat.
I walked to the Seine then, and in the shower
Broke out suddenly hvorostenko songs
Smoky purple lights, the harbinger of Death.
Autumn caught up with. And shuddered Boulevard,
Autumn lips I whispered something.
Variegated leaves-jokers
With branches dove off.
... Summer woke up. And in the same moment
Autumn, laughing, from Paris fled.
All of it just I and foliage
Slightly trembled.

Tool crazed cries, and laughs, and hums,
Pain key master is blind, emphasizing
foot on the pedal.
It is piano black.
Let them run away, who have no fault.
This is the life ringtone, this is it,
This black piano.
And the noise my head, tears in eyes-
The match of my desires ending feasts sadness
This is the piano
If the blood of my crazy, drunken hearts
pouring into your rhythm,
So buzzing
This black piano!

Break up, broken a hundred times a miracle:
If you need the absolution -
Let a hundred first - last - time
Go, I'm not holding.