The sunrise

Love is like the ocean burning in devotion
When you go, go, go, oh no
Feel my heart is burning when the night is turning
I will go, go, go, oh no

Baby I will love you
Every night and day
Baby I will kiss you
But I have to say

No face, no name, no number
Your love is like a thunder
I'm dancing on a fire, burning in my heart
No face, no name, no number
Oh girl I'm not a hunter
Your love is like desire, burning in my soul
No face, no name, no number
Oh love is like a thunder
Oh...

Скажу интуитивно,
Не всё ведь объяснимо,
Твои глаза мне будущее открыли
За этот миг.
Послушай, друг мой милый,

Я знаю, что это
Покажется очень cтранным,
Но верю я:

Любя тебя до того как встретить,
Я в этот мир тебя намечтал.
Любя тебя до того как встретить,
Всю свою жизнь тебя я ждал

Здесь не найти причины,
Лишь чувство совершенства:
В твоих глазах - всё чего не хватает
Во мне самом. Нашёл я путь к блаженству

Я знаю, что это
Покажется очень странным,
Но верю я...

You bloom in my heart like a beautiful rose in summer.
You cherish my spirit and give me the sense of delight.
Your innermost dreams and incredibly zany desires
Are so fantastic and bright.
Your radiant smile is wonderful, gorgeous, magnificent.
Your ugliest beauty and perfume’s voluptuous smell,
Your tender embraces and the warmth of your passionate kisses
Just take use to heavenly hell.
You’re always with me in my whimsical dreams and illusions
And never before have I been so happy...

If there is something
You cannot accept,
Stiuation, Existence Part, Man,
Take yourself in a loan.
As here you had never stood.
No time - no space - no mood.
So nothing would have been left.
Objectivise it, feel the Power of Plan...
The Universe is a smiling eternal cleft
In God's Divinity's Holy's Infinite's boots.
And Go On... Go on... Go on... Searching Your Higher Self.

One sage, who talked with inspiration,
Was asked a philosophic question:
What is our life? A game? Enjoyment? Grief?
Having scratched
His bald patch,
Answered he in brief,
“Frankly speaking, my chums,
Life’s a free-fall jump
From mother’s womb
To the eternal house, called the tomb.”

This day
Has brought forgotten fears…
My rain
Has wanted to calm me tears…
He beat off the rhythm in pools…
It were so beautiful tunes…

My rain
Sang songs about love…
And they
Helped soul to rise above…
And I spoke my thanks the rain
That have come to me again…

My way
So it is long for me...
This rain
Will allow us to meet,
To open for new love games
Umbrella of our happy days...

Елена Ольховик
2011 год

Your love is a subtle knife,
Like a double-edged sword,
Or like a thorn of a Dutch rose…
The magic power of yours
Brings a delightful mental anguish…
Your manners are flirtatious and vampish.
Your eyes… The morning stars, they shine on your visage,
Their light passes through life and death -
Through our existence.
Your lips… Like a forked tongue of a snake
They pierce my soul
And make it shed sweet tears, which you drink
With ecstasy.
Your hair is a golden net,
In which I was...

Пчелки, пчелки в мире есть..,
Осы, осы рады съесть...
Пчелки мед творят во благо,
Жизнь поддерживают, радость..,
Осы ж разрушают соты,
Пчелок съев плодятся в роты..!

***/Ереван 10.12 г./***
***(перевод любительский на англ.)

Bees, bees in the world is ..
Wasps, wasps are happy to eat them ...
Bees produce honey for good
To support life and the joy of us ..
Wasps also destroy cells,
Eating bees thrive in large companies ..!

***/Ереван 10.12 г./***

What for you infiltrate my dreams?..
You know you're married now
Tied up with wedding vow

Live your life, watch your wife
The past in peace will rest
Good bye and all the best

Кто в городе живет - на море хочет,
У моря кто - не смотрит на него.
А волны, в вечном шёпоте грохоча,
Всё продолжают шествие своё...

One living far from sea, is dreaming of it,
One living on the sea, just looks it through.
Therefore, the waves, by rumble whisper and eternal,
Their exalted motion do pursue