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Sad sounds of the night
Sparingly fall into silence.
Lonely I wander,
If they choose
One after the other from the ground.

U, cycles, vibrements divins des mers virides,
Paix des pâtis semés d animaux, paix des rides
L alchimie Que imprime aux grands fronts studieux;
O, suprême Clairon plein des étranges strideurs,
Silences traversés des Mondes et des Anges:-
O l Oméga, rayon violet de Ses Yeux!




Have a wondrous circles of greenish seas,
Meadow, motley of animals, peace of wrinkles, ismath
Alchemy on thoughtful foreheads of people.
O - ringing copper blind end,
Comet, angel pierced the silence,
Omega, the beam of Her lilac eyes.

A noir, E blanc, I rouge, U vert, O bleu, voyelles,
Je dirai quelque jour vos naissances latentes.
A, noir corset velu des mouches éclatantes
Bombillent Qui autour des cruelles puanteurs,
Golfe d'ombre; E, candeur des vapeurs et des tentes,
Lance des glaciers fiers, rois blancs, frissons d ombelles
I, pourpres, sang craché, rire des lèvres belles
Dans la colère ou les ivresses pénitentes;




A - black, white - E, U green, O - blue,
And red... I want to open a birth vowels.
A black corset under a swarm of flies is terrible,
Swarming around like in the fall or in the mud,
The world of darkness; E - the rest of the fog over the desert,
Shake the flowers off of the glaciers threat.
And purple, with a clot of blood, smile of beautiful lips
In their anger or in their foolishness Shrine.

Why do you buzz, if you're not a bee?

Your voice is from another world
A disembodied way, a scream and a whisper.
In it, the rustle of grasses, the breath of the wind,
Light as a feather, soft as silk,
It coats thin
An invisible aura of bliss,
It allows me to forget
About his own imperfection.
The night sleep;
I will drown in the gentle waves,
I turn into an empty vessel,
To the brim fill myself
His immense depth,
Its thrilling sound,
Its unknown spring,
His incomprehensible grief.

Think what you can do after a while. If you can help its sound to other people? If so, be a hero and a musician the same thing.

Once one of the visitors via the waiter asked me just pause for a moment - I allowed him to evaluate the authenticity of gold twenty-dollar coins a minute ago bought from someone sitting at the next table. He was going to hit a coin on the marble top, and listen to the sound of this, the most important thing for him is music.

Tell me, no sounds eh kiss
Give their harmony wave?
And the Nightingale, a captivating yearning,
What sings in the darkness and silence?
Tell me!
Tell me why heart is beating so hard
And great I see in a dream,
The cold sadness in me shed,
Then I burn in a painful fire?
Tell me!

Beauty submissive to those who touch her soul.
Invisible wind carries us through the world... She's looking for us, all of us...
turn away and will not listen, if only to say Her body...
only in running the Suite, where the sun is sharper and the smells and sounds,
She stops for a moment.

- Maybe a game of chess?
- Well, of course, and why I would go against this cacophony. By the way, Shomen what you fantasize yourself who will win, you or the strongest?
You know Leon, it seems to me that for the first time in the history of chess, under these sounds, we will lose both.
- Simon, if you will speak ill about my child, he will play at your funeral.
- SIM, I for the sake of God will sit in, if it is for free. Just please, put me in the last row... Leon, do you happen to know if the house the Germans?
- How would such a joy? Of course not.
- Then someone takes revenge on this boy?! Yoshiko, let me give you a hundred rubles, to at least pay your half-hour break.
- Yoshiko. Do not listen the play. Up to three hundred...

Saddened you were with me.
Can I leave in peace?
Heart has stopped beating already
Can't stand up to the lookout.
But once
This music is played in our hearts..
So, what happens now?
She turned to dust?
These sounds echoed in my ears,
My first death
Drew all in the crash..
I'm drowning..
In the ocean sea.
Deep abyss
Run with this sin..
But I'm not giving up.
It's time to get out.
Stayed for enough,
Calling me moon.
I pulled down
And I'm still struggling.
Tell him?
I'm not afraid of him.
Melt my cold.
This pain inside.
You because I was so precious..
So keep the memories, though.
Loved you.
I love you still..
Time is killing me.
But I give it back.
Waves of life flow.
The clock run.
And we stopped in the loop.
As a lifeless statue in the water.
Our light will break through this darkness.
Won't let you go alone.
No one should be alone
If he does not master.
Road. Intersections.
Only the echoes..
Your light is most important to me.
See.. don't let me forget it.
You got to rise up.
Go ahead.
Don't you dare fall asleep.
Otherwise it will not go away.
My heart I gave you.
So take care of it. Save..
Among the thousands of masks.
My soul find.
You're covered in wounds.
In the blood.
But my heart keep.
Even if it is difficult to go.
It was painful to go through.
He left wounds everywhere..
It was not suitable.
All mired in blind vanity..
As time goes on.
But we do not age.
Something terrible is coming?
Then it will decay.
Don't forget the heat
Outgoing inside of me.
To put out the fire..
I fail you.
Even if you get tired in the way..
Still keep going.
Don't jump into the abyss,
To start the race on speed..
I'll get you a hell, believe me,
Out of your way not to go to us now.
The cold mask is a light in the shower
Not staying it's already in negage.
Will cure your wounds.
Will heal all of you.
And the poison from the katana..
Will assume.
We fly again.
Spread their wings together.
And that light from dawn..
We will soon shed.

You can do it!
Until the break of dawn!
Life-life сannot go by the letter
Time, time, prozac can make it better
Noise noise, any kind will do,
Can you feel it slip away
When it's all on you?
Crime-crime, rocking like Janet Reno
Time-Time, eighteen and life in Chino
Freud, Freud, all along it's true
Well you'll see there comes a day
Catches up to you, yeah




You can do it!
To the break of dawn!
Life, life can not be ordered by mail,
To pass the time with prozac** will be easier
Knock-Gremi, you can use any sounds.
Feel the ground slipping from under his feet,
Because a lot of things that are wrong?
Your case is opened, as Janet Reno***,
At 18 do you spend time in Chino****,
The Freyd, Freyd, the was absolutely right
And you personally make sure that the time will come
To pay off old accounts, Yes...


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And how beautiful winter in the forest! Wherever you look - everything is covered in soft, fluffy snow, and will look to thindivanam the branches of trees and you'll see intricately-fairy patterns: the strange figures of beasts, birds, and some gnomes... In the woods quietly. Go - but the snow under the ski squeaks, and if you stop, then immediately all the sounds of the forest will hear.

Sounds of solitude - the life of our wormhole!