Alive

I love this town.
He let me go
Whenever I left away,
But then he accepted
Immediately forgive

I love this town,
He survived with me
The pain of loss, longing and betrayal.
Cured of you
And the rain washed away the tears.
He also really needs me..

City of Hearts

Triumphal arch after waving.
I will not forget your Eiffel Tower,
And the Versailles fairy palace.

I will not forget, as in the Cathedral of Notre Dame
I represented the tragedy of Hugo
And as she walked in the Champs-Elysées, in the fields
And he was full of quiche (pie).

I will not forget the Louvre, the grin of Mona Lisa.
Those pancakes with caramel syrup.
Avenue Montaigne, La Defense Quarter,
Dress Pompadour – the most charming Awnings.

Seem strong

To smile.
A hundred times fall.
A hundred times to climb.

Curse the fate.
Ask for forgiveness.
Fight
Stuck in humility.

And annoying to love
Then all of a sudden forget,
Then reproach how the beast howl
And in every way black everywhere.

Then cool
Ennoble.
Be yourself
Blame yourself.

Do you still hope that you are safe from death?

What will not tear apart your dark soul devils?
What will escape the fate of Einstein, Dostoevsky, Vern?
What will you live forever?

To say that imperishable? A rock
Great Pyramids, Chinese Wall, Kremlin, Colosseum,
He does not burn in hell. He will not touch the time.
It is not stuffed with tubes, will not be placed inside the insulator,

He will not begin to restore the heart rhythm
With the help of a professional defibrillator.
He will not dig a hole filled with worms.
He will not be mourned with enthusiasm Yaroslavna.

They will be admired at all times, spend fabulous money,
Seeing again, again and again.
And you will go into the darkness, and the earth will block the way back.
They will not touch you, talk to you, cuddle.

Well, maybe they will remember it once, but not more.
What are they alive for the dead to kill?

Departing bus after

You look, reluctantly recognizing:
Just disappears life trace
Snow sweeps him on purpose.

Fragile snowflakes strive
Soar up again,
Do not stoop.
Stupid snowflakes you,
It is impossible to enjoy forever.

We are all guests of Mother Earth,
All leave, no one will remember us.
How many b, you blizzards, not broke,
Soon Spring will remind of itself.

I do not believe in UFOs,
In the apocalypse and in the spirits.
Maybe this is wonderful
Well, I do not believe and that’s it.

In Chupacabra I do not believe
And in the Loch Ness monster,
In the werewolf, the Witch, the Fairy,
And in the pirate treasure.