Author of quotes: Igor Guberman. Page 3

Jubilant spring water
sing, if involved and snuggle,
about the wild harmony of nature,
and know about us not knowing at all.

Not knowing rest and a respite,
when the lunar and solar light
I make money out of thin air,
so immediately put them on the wind.

Alas, the filth and scum,
Sacasa dirt on the sly,
no nature, no ointments,
neither the science of powder.

The era of major blinding
long stretch for the light,
adding the blood of generations,
born to live in era these.

How young I was! As I flew in my dream!
In these years, there is no returning.
Something sleeping in me!
Woke up and disappeared somewhere.

Of years, by hopes of the rich,
the wind and the wave
we come up on the frigates,
and come on the beam.

We centuries already visible
indistinguishable details,
and only historian Dana
the ability to lie documented.

Our creative mind venture
intimately with the breath of reckoning;
creating fire - Prometheus,
use fire - Herostratus.

The twentieth century is so exposed
design human imperfection,
that is clearly and permanently postponed
the hope of universal bliss.

Two meaning of life - internal and external,
external - business, family, success;
and the inner - obscure and a stranger -
in the responsibility of each for all.

Through centuries of bad weather
goes does takes its toll -
a fool, a phenomenon of nature,
the mystery of her plans.

Who tormented spiritual thirst,
he did not wait for the love of fellow citizens.

Our road space and highway
easy everyday Testament:
think what you want, but do it like everyone else.
otherwise, moat and ditch.

Authorities piercing eye
not pushing the sector lower
where everything is bright and deep,
fiercely bullied themselves neighbors.