Vivid dreams. Книга на 5 языках

Vivid dreams. Книга на 5 языках
Ingret Nagoeva

Poetry… spilled in the air, hidden in the gaze, heard in the rustle of foliage – it surrounds us. The poet becomes a guide to the world of beauty for everyone who is ready to follow him.Are you ready? Than, this book is for you!Книга стихов на русском, английском, испанском, французском и кабардинском языках вдохновляет изучать языки, будит воображение и открывает читателю новые миры. Если вы знаете один из пяти языков и любите поэзию, то эта книга для вас!

Vivid dreams

Книга на 5 языках

Ingret Nagoeva

© Ingret Nagoeva, 2023

ISBN 978-5-0055-3416-3

Создано в интеллектуальной издательской системе Ridero

Poetry in English

Spring

The spring song, you are in my heart,
Your image stays in my mind,
How the sun shines all day long,
& the moon illuminates the night.

Vivid dreams

Sunrise in the blue skies.
The dawn is coming with a light
In the pinkish haze of clouds
Over the houses of sleeping towns.

Delicate pastel colours.
Springtime is fresh and sound.
Created from sacred hopes,
In love with the scent of blossom.

The deluge of rain showers
The fields of blooming flowers.
Rain beats on green leaves
Reviving vivid dreams!

Emerald spring

Emerald spring!
The golden rays of the sun,
Waking up from sleep,
Shine from under the clouds.

Emerald fields!
Mountains, like crystal,
Along the purest stream —
Malachite forests.

Emerald evening!
A weightless breeze is
Barely blowing.
Ice is melting on the rivers.

Happiness

Happiness.
Quiet and loud,
In company and in solitude,
In nature and in the city…
It will overtake you unexpectedly
and then remain in a hidden corner
of your soul,
Only yours,
Forever.

To the ocean

I run from a height to the ocean,
The sea-green surface I see.
I taste the smell of the sea,
I feel breeze! I feel so emotion!

The wind blows my hair with caution.
The waves start to light up with
The rays of the sun through the mist…
I run towards my healing potion.

Poseidon’s vastness in motion.
A bright beam of light beckons me —
I cannot help myself with this.
I’m running towards to the ocean.

Time

Oh, darling, call me to the south…

The moon and stars are glowing bright,

Hugging in the dusky night,

They promise only peace and quiet…

Take me with you to paradise.