Читать I wanna be Venitian gondolier – poetry and fine art
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© Александр Глухов, 2023
ISBN 978-5-0056-2327-0
Создано в интеллектуальной издательской системе Ridero
Alexander Glukhov. A self-portrait
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I wanna be Venitian gondolier
And feel the breeze of morning star
With a bewildered gaze alone
We won’t contemplate the past
Who elevates my soul day by day
I live with common people so lone
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By heavens, think of thee through night
Such savage fury of a beast in hearts
And dream becomes my friend at last
And once upon a time we find a truth
We’ll get more joy amongst the trees
And much much pleasure due one kiss
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Don’t bother me again tonight
Walk on tiptoe to my bed
Under the tree with you in dream
I’m still waiting for you lonely
But I suppose you’ll be late
You are a neighbour – I see ye
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Her humble dismal habitation
Nouvelle vague inside the mind
You are an idol and perfection
I cannot live with this affection
Ignite the light inside your heart
We are condemned to live apart…
Aleksander Glukhov. Farewell image of Venice (Church of San Simeone Piccolo).
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Yeah, I am selecting you in dreams
One of the two is absent every day
Not-so-innocent in ordinary deeds
You won’t show up on my doorstep
We never ever met in private nook
But time is coming – we shall do
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We wanna give up all control
But you have lost in dreams
I am afraid of it – I know
I won’t come back – know you
We have not found our way
Long chain of events – lone blue
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In a half of whisper I shall tell
With all my heart and passion
You are remarkably look well
But without waiting a pleasure
If you dare speak with yourself
Attempt to play to love with me
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For the love of Love, wait me again
There is so little beauty in the dark
There is a world waitinng for you
But many of my dreams are gone
For what affaires we still living
We must obey to meet again…
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I music composed in your honor
Long live the love, long live the kiss
I crown you, my distant friend
My heart is empty – soul too
There’re many those who hates me
I was exiled for your love and kiss
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A light desire to make path…,
Into the humble heart and soul
We have the lives… one glance,
One kiss and nothing more
And though – you are dream
A part of us – the breeze and no
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No less important – life is light
You are, in essence, only dream
We are excited but apart, you must
Unlock your vision in the morning
Depict your traveling thru bliss
Continue telling – whisper…kiss
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Azure azure cobalt blue
Sky above – I am no you
Heavens weep all day long
Plowing in sapphire of sea
Much waves of love, no kiss
You’re a looter I am king
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He wanna rub against your legs
You will be seen the beauty glee
At last the heart was caught
And you are prisoner of pleasure
You dreamt and dreamt about me
Much more obsession we are free
Aleksandr Glukhov. The light of Venice morning.
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You’ve heard a tremor of my voice
The ivory of piano’s keys are bliss
How silly of me to be so happy and
I won’t heard a loath-to-depart
Such sweetness of the laudanum
I slept and slept all day and night
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There is no hope for acceptance
You are the day, I am the night
There was a time and dream
And deserve to be kissed,
And listen brooding melody of heart
You are a simple, you are pure light