American night
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Стихи - Insomnia or the Speculation of the Stars
O sleepless night! I am in love with you!
O youthful night, the belle of the ball!
Thine veritable messengers, the stars, the comets
And the meteors
Arrived on time.
How majestic they are, these celestial bodies!
How magnificent is their canticle in the night!
They are the witnesses of golden ages and falls
Of the ancient empires.
Bloody tyrants, impostors and prophets they know by sight.
Tell me, o Night, wherefore we live and die?
Or do we just lie down and leave time?
February...
O youthful night, the belle of the ball!
Thine veritable messengers, the stars, the comets
And the meteors
Arrived on time.
How majestic they are, these celestial bodies!
How magnificent is their canticle in the night!
They are the witnesses of golden ages and falls
Of the ancient empires.
Bloody tyrants, impostors and prophets they know by sight.
Tell me, o Night, wherefore we live and die?
Or do we just lie down and leave time?
February...
Автор: JoanBlack
Стихи - На Бруклинском пароме. Из Уолта Уитмена
Flood-tide below me! I see you face to face!
Clouds of the west – sun there half of hour high –
I see you also face to face.
Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me!
On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross , returning home,, are more curious to me than you suppose,
And you that shell cross from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, that you might suppose.
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The impalpable sustenance of me from...
Clouds of the west – sun there half of hour high –
I see you also face to face.
Crowds of men and women attired in the usual costumes, how curious you are to me!
On the ferry-boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross , returning home,, are more curious to me than you suppose,
And you that shell cross from shore to shore years hence are more to me, and more in my meditations, that you might suppose.
2
The impalpable sustenance of me from...
Автор: -Семен-Венцимеров
Стихи - Subjugator
Out in the streets
We're fighting tonight
We're dirty and mean
So run for you lives
We stand side by side
With our fists in the air
We live for the night
On the razor's edge
Unleashing the sound
Lashing out, striking down
All those who stand in the way
Taking their lives
Crushing them just like flies
The cries of the wounded in pain
Fighting the fight as we race through the night
With power like never before
Hammering, bashing them, pounding and smashing them
Hard so...
We're fighting tonight
We're dirty and mean
So run for you lives
We stand side by side
With our fists in the air
We live for the night
On the razor's edge
Unleashing the sound
Lashing out, striking down
All those who stand in the way
Taking their lives
Crushing them just like flies
The cries of the wounded in pain
Fighting the fight as we race through the night
With power like never before
Hammering, bashing them, pounding and smashing them
Hard so...
Автор: Картинки
Стихи - Золотая флейта
Моря Покоя, Радости и Света —
За гранью тех миров, что я постиг.
Ночь бурная рыданиями ветра
Во мне рождает свой мятежный лик.
Беспомощный, взываю я напрасно…
Черства, глуха к моим мольбам земля.
Кто боль мою разделит в духе властном? —
Лишь жала смерти всюду вижу я.
В морях Времен я — утлый плот забытый.
Прочь смыты весла в волны многих бед.
Найду ли край, так безнадежно скрытый,
Где мрака нет и вечен Бога Свет?
Но вот я Флейту золотую слышу,
И дивный звук летит со всех...
За гранью тех миров, что я постиг.
Ночь бурная рыданиями ветра
Во мне рождает свой мятежный лик.
Беспомощный, взываю я напрасно…
Черства, глуха к моим мольбам земля.
Кто боль мою разделит в духе властном? —
Лишь жала смерти всюду вижу я.
В морях Времен я — утлый плот забытый.
Прочь смыты весла в волны многих бед.
Найду ли край, так безнадежно скрытый,
Где мрака нет и вечен Бога Свет?
Но вот я Флейту золотую слышу,
И дивный звук летит со всех...
Автор: Устремление
Стихи - Some words about death
Please, don’t leave me alone
Please, don’t make me cry
I want to be with you
I don’t want to love die
I never forget this wonderful night
Where just you and me
Where cool moon’s light
Please, tell me you will be my
Please, tell me you never go away
I wish night will be stay
But morning close and close
And love like withering rose
And this is true. Please don’t cry
Cause I don’t want to tell you lie
I scream I love you!
But love already died.
Июнь,2007г.
Please, don’t make me cry
I want to be with you
I don’t want to love die
I never forget this wonderful night
Where just you and me
Where cool moon’s light
Please, tell me you will be my
Please, tell me you never go away
I wish night will be stay
But morning close and close
And love like withering rose
And this is true. Please don’t cry
Cause I don’t want to tell you lie
I scream I love you!
But love already died.
Июнь,2007г.
Автор: Marina
Стихи - Soldiers Of Metal
We are fighting for your lives
Oooh, we are the soldiers in the line of fire
Down in the trenches we wait for the night
The time is approaching
We're ready to strike
We'll stop at nothing
There's no holding back
Born to raise hell
We will attack
Pounding away
Tearing through flesh
Soldiers of metal
Fight to the death
Blasting the cannons
Shaking the ground
Hacking and killing
We're not fooling around
Warriors in battle
All dressed in black
A slash and a thrust
A...
Oooh, we are the soldiers in the line of fire
Down in the trenches we wait for the night
The time is approaching
We're ready to strike
We'll stop at nothing
There's no holding back
Born to raise hell
We will attack
Pounding away
Tearing through flesh
Soldiers of metal
Fight to the death
Blasting the cannons
Shaking the ground
Hacking and killing
We're not fooling around
Warriors in battle
All dressed in black
A slash and a thrust
A...
Автор: Картинки
Стихи - Burst Anthrax
How much does an opinion weigh
Does it really matter what I say
I can't be responsible
Be yourself or be a tool
Who cares what you expect
What is politically correct?
All my ideas are in bad taste
Get off my case and...
Judge yourself
No one else
I don't intend to offend
I just offend with my intent
Beauty's in the beholder's eye
I just like the ugly side
Who cares what you expect
What is politically correct?
All my ideas are in bad taste
Get off my case and...
Judge...
Does it really matter what I say
I can't be responsible
Be yourself or be a tool
Who cares what you expect
What is politically correct?
All my ideas are in bad taste
Get off my case and...
Judge yourself
No one else
I don't intend to offend
I just offend with my intent
Beauty's in the beholder's eye
I just like the ugly side
Who cares what you expect
What is politically correct?
All my ideas are in bad taste
Get off my case and...
Judge...
Автор: Картинки
Стихи - Phoenix Rising
Day by day, watching you disappear
Wishing that you were still here beside me
On my own, swimming against the tide
There's nobody on my side but your memory
Chorus 1:
Then you'll rise right before my eyes
On wings that fill the sky
Like a phoenix rising
Like a phoenix rising
Wings on fire, tearing into the night
Screaming into the light of another day
Carry me out of the hurricane
Into the smoke and flame and we'll fly away
Chorus 2:
And we'll rise right before their eyes
On wings...
Wishing that you were still here beside me
On my own, swimming against the tide
There's nobody on my side but your memory
Chorus 1:
Then you'll rise right before my eyes
On wings that fill the sky
Like a phoenix rising
Like a phoenix rising
Wings on fire, tearing into the night
Screaming into the light of another day
Carry me out of the hurricane
Into the smoke and flame and we'll fly away
Chorus 2:
And we'll rise right before their eyes
On wings...
Автор: Юстас
Стихи - On The Turning Away
On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won't understand
"Don't accept that what's happening
Is just a case of others' suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in
The turning away"
It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting it's shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud
On the wings of the night
As...
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won't understand
"Don't accept that what's happening
Is just a case of others' suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in
The turning away"
It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting it's shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud
On the wings of the night
As...
Автор: Юстас
Стихи - Bye-bye, скажи goodbye
bye-bye, скажи goodbye,
шелком по рукам,
упасть к его ногам,
и закричать от радости.
night-night, скажи goodnight,
его вены слишком хрупкие
для этого мая.
шелком по рукам,
упасть к его ногам,
и закричать от радости.
night-night, скажи goodnight,
его вены слишком хрупкие
для этого мая.
Автор: Maraclea
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