V. Speys "Philosophy of Love"

But remembers Ridge another sunrise.

InВ the black oil slime beach.

And there is no longer clear waters,

And inВ the waves ofВ muddies swash.

IВ see mountains ofВ green beauty

IВ see mountains ofВ green beauty.

Motley wild rose bushes,

He broke the tent under the height,

And the blackthorn has grown nearby.

Crevice notch wrinkles,

Gorges mountain blue.

Weave the face ofВ gray peaks

InВ the elemental current ofВ anger.

InВ the unrestrained snatch ofВ the swamps.

And inВ the explosion cataclysm,

Formed aВ chain ofВ vertices

And the clouds above them are mane.

Shining hats ofВ snow,

The magnificence ofВ the rock,

Ridge above the steeper shores

InВ aВ smile, escallop shines.

Here the sea is splashing at theВ feet

Gray ancient Caucasus.

Here aВ threshold for himself he created

At the entrance toВ the harbor immediately.

And the approaches toВ the steep mountains

For power hid the boulders.

They, going down toВ the shores,

Bite the sea swell.

As aВ guard stands gray Caucasus

The tops ofВ the sky ripen.

Legends ofВ the Highlanders, an ancient tale,

Over the sea, the songs legends sing.

We agree on the views

We agree on the views,

You are sixteen, you are inВ aВ hurry toВ become an adult.

And I’m in my thirties, with a gray near.

Me, girl, young.

With aВ sly look cast carelessly

Meet my tired look.

And next, matured, it is important

You say to me: – Hello! – And I’m glad.

As alms, IВ did not expect aВ smile,

And IВ did not catch aВ glimpse.

But suddenly yours are like petals ofВ aВ sponge

With me everywhere, and I’m glad.

And IВ meet again with aВ smile,

And, “Hello!” – Tell me the same as yesterday,

And IВ am ready toВ call you aВ dove,

You, that my youth has saved.

KievВ Sea

Clouds roam over the plain ofВ theВ Sea,

InВ the wild wickedness, Waves argue with the Wind,

Float rises higher

Play with aВ cloud inВ the sky, but do notВ hear

Clouds Waves stubborn aspiration.

Only see the evil unrest.

Tired ofВ the Sea ofВ Waves.

Anger turned here into aВ kiss.

Love poured along the banks.

Humbled their argument here and there.

The Golden Sun shone,

Smiled Sea Sky is blue.

IВ ran after theВ sun

Behind the Sun, IВ ran:

– Stop! – screamed.

But time is not toВ curb.

Sun began toВ run away.

IВ grabbed aВ ray ofВ gold,

I shout to him: – Wait! Wait!