Author of quotes: Alexander Vertinsky. Page 1
The only salvation we have at work. Activity provides a natural rest. But when I have a "day off" day, I'm a miserable person. I don't know how to "rest" - I am on my own and his loneliness and what do I do? This is indeed a "country labor" and nothing more. And the worst of it - rest!
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MegaMozg 17-10-2017 / 23:03
I sing, and hence live only Russian. To sing in another language is to involve foreigners in a bad deal. The whole point of my singing voice will disappear and people leave disappointed.
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MegaMozg 17-10-2017 / 22:51
What is the content of those romances that we listen to now? Roses - dreams. Nightingale avenues. The blood - love. Shadow - lilac. And that's all. Can't we sing about something more interesting?
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MegaMozg 17-10-2017 / 22:48
Life need to invent, to create. To help her, a poor helpless, as a woman in childbirth. And then something she can be, and squeeze.
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MegaMozg 17-10-2017 / 22:45
Poems should be interesting in content, happy in feeling, in a clever and unexpected in the sense of figures of speech, fresh paints, and, above all, they must be fit - each, i.e. each, trying them on, must be sure that they are written by him and about him.
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MegaMozg 17-10-2017 / 22:42
Emigration is a large and serious punishment. But every punishment has a limit. Even perpetual servitude sometimes reduce for modest behavior and repentance.
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MegaMozg 17-10-2017 / 22:39
Our hearts, like gloves, are worn.
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MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 21:07
I live. I can live without faith
Just for the art alone.
And in my eyes empty and grey,
People will not notice anything.
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 16:13
You know, if you loved me,
You would have gave
Nor what I myself gave,
Nothing that I took.
But there is no fire. And the smell of smoke
Very soon the wind will fly away,
And your divine name
For me, it barely sounds.
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 16:13
As we are ashamed of the lie,
For the heart tremors,
And what wearable heart we the knife!
No one understands
No one can tell
Left to freeze and be silent.
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 14:33
Time heals people
And all these days
Remains melancholy one,
And she is with me always.
But rathluba,
So many feelings Taguba,
Then we pity ourselves!
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 14:33
Love is a poison.
Love is hell
Where our hearts burn eternally.
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 14:33
How many artsy poses
How many broken roses
How many torments, and curses, and tears!
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 14:33
What do I care if you're lost on the road
You have lost our happiness keys.
Victim of love do not forgive, neither men nor gods.
Amen. Disappear. Die. Die and shut up.
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 14:33
You are an evil Princess that killed the good fairy,
Burn your eyes, and weak hands in the blood.
You wander in the forest, anywhere not daring to knock,
To escape from this, whom you murdered love.
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MegaMozg 17-01-2017 / 14:33
