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Philosophy of Love
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I grab the prow… I stand alone.
I sometimes had a dream like that.
And so, I met with you.
And you only lived in it,
And I was lonely in the afternoon.
But by chance, in reality,
I recognize your myth in you.
That voice that rings in the creek.
Now I am attracted to you.
In the eye of the lake to look.
Dip your eyes in them.
Birch slender torso.
And you’re a hot kiss to,
May the world suddenly become a living myth
And the sun’s ray, your warmth.
And the sky with pure dawn.
And we met together with you…
Meet with Love, with you
I recognized you in everything:
In the glow of the sun in gold,
In the exact harmony of birches,
In the crystal droplets of dew.
But by chance, in reality,
I recognize your myth in you.
That voice that rings in the creek.
Now I am attracted to you.
In the eyes of the lake to look.
In the eyes, lakes drown.
Birch slender hug…
And a hot kiss to…
So that the World suddenly became a living myth,
And the sun’s ray, your warmth.
Like heaven, with a pure dawn,
Meet with Love, with you…
But still
Terrible, terrible Chimera boredom,
Worse than the solitude of the hand.
And yet there is no separation in the world,
A boredom grind flour.
And the beautiful world will flourish again
With the rising of the sun’s rays.
And the day will be replaced by a clear,
And the burning look of your eyes.
Rose smiled at dawn
Rosa smiled at dawn,
Like a girl, smile flower.
I saw her in the radiant light
In the caressing arms of the breeze.
Beads shone drops of dew
On delicate petals.
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