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Sita
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on the wave of poetry and lyrics

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People I see all around me
Are strolling alone in the mist,
Keeping their hearts locked so tightly
Hiding their troubles and fears.
My little feeling is there
Just as a small bird of spring
Knocking the door of your heart-way
Hoping it will be let in.
2002

Everything in this world comes and goes in its time.
So you’d better be ready to lose and prepared to find.
You may leave something good but you’ll get so much more.
So, you just let it go. Well... You just let it go.
2002

Give me no hope,
And I shall forget.
Untie my ropes
And leave no regret.
And, please, make me
Neither recall
Nor ever dream
Of that which is gone!
Show me the way
To find the new strength
That’ll help me to stay
And go on with my breath/
Не давай мне надежды
И позволь мне забыть.
Разорви всё, что держит...
Но не надо губить!
И напомнить не вздумай
Мне о том, что прошло!
И в моих снах безумных
Быть тебя не должно!
Я прошу о немногом:
Дай мне силы чуть-чуть,
Чтобы в новой дороге
Мне навек не уснуть...
2002

My heart has a habit to break
When somewhere deep down pain
Comes forward and gives it a shake.
I find it so hard to explain
How feelings, so strong and so deep,
Become much more sharp than a knife.
And striving my best not to weep
I’m trying to hide my hearts cry.
2003

I have put on a mask
And am so busy wearing it.
Overcoming this task
Is my goal and my merit.
When my bubble is blown
And I’m free to fly high,
All my sorrow be gone
And I’ll happily cry!
2003
За туманом спряталась душа,
За туманом мыслей и обид,
И пытается саму себя смешать
С той, что носит этот умный вид.
Я, саму себя заколдовав,
Позабыла заклинание в ночи.
И лишь имя моё ласково назвав,
Ты спасёшь меня. Так что же ты молчишь?..
2003

When
When your heart is so touched with the willing
To reveal out the force of the feeling,
When it’s hard just to stand there indifferent
To the natures wild strength and its spirit,
When your heart and your mind and your senses
Correlate to your inner tension… this
Is the meaning of being.
This is the end. This is the beginning…
2004

Welcome to nowhere -
This is my heart:
Nothing it can bare.
Nothing to start…
Should I remember
Shadows - they’re gone -
With no heart to tremble,
With none to be torn? /
Заходи в моё сердце –
Оно – пустота!
Ни во что эта дверца,
Ни конец, и ни старт…
Что уж - стоит ли помнить,
Тени, те что ушли,
Сердцем, что не заполнить? -
Не дрожит, как не жми…
2004

На улице снег.
А тебя рядом нет.
И только пушистые лапы в ответ
Деревья в окно тянут мне./
It snows outdoor,
But you’re still ignoring me
And only white shaggy growths
Of the trees at the window respond.
2006

It may come out whatever…
and it does not really matter
who might be together
and how would it flatter me
or you, or… believe me,
this time is not ever,
and someday… wherever
my heart goes, yours must ‘not go either…
Может выйти как угодно,
И уже на так уж важно,
кто бы мог случиться вместе, и
как оно бы мне польстило,
иль тебе, или… поверь мне,
этот раз – это не вечно,
и однажды… и куда бы
мое сердце не стремилось, твоему не нужно тоже…

2006

When I’m ready to step down
From my high-hilled shoes
I’d have my own way found
And I’d finally choose
What is there to fit it -
All this terrible pitch…
And no matter if you’re defeated
Or a winner – you’re not gonna reach
Those so many stars in the sky…
I am not gonna reach…
I can only cry.
I can only grasp
A handful of grass
From under my feet.
And that is quite fit.
2006

По мотивам Басё

Глаза голубые…
Увидели небо - и запечатлели:
Оно в них застыло и стало бездонным.

Свеча горяча.
Но слишком горячий
Вздох сладострастный может ее потушить.

Я черепаха.
Земля во мне скрыта,
И я погружаюсь в стихию тягучую чувств.

After Matsuo Basho

The eyes of blue
Are reflecting the sky
They saw and have jellied - are so endless…

The flame of a candle’s so hot
But it ventures against
The fire of a sensual sigh.

I am a turtle
The Earth I embrace and
I am submerging in the ductile of feelings.
2007


I know that there is no time
where I can’t reach you with my cry,
where there is no place for smile
on seeing where you’ve gone and why…
I know that there is no time
where I can’t tell you: You are mine.
And there it is so fine
that nothing to be left behind.
So far so good, but no deny:
You can give up your fear and pride
and leave your self a chance to try.
I know that there is no time…
2008
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Мне нравится это!
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