V. Speys "Philosophy of Love"

ToВ myself lured branches, braids,

Curly curls leaf.

Quietly Ray, mischievousВ boy,

Sneaked up toВ Rosa and lit theВ dew.

On the neck ofВ thin beads flashed,

Sorceress, giving beauty.

And before me arose from Rosa Fairy,

InВ her grandeur ofВ pure beauty!

The smile ofВ the flower, alley,

So smiled rose, likeВ you.

Dawn inВ the forest

Morning fog layВ down

InВ the lowlands and meadows.

Cool nights heВ kept

InВ fragrant sleeps stacks.

The forest over the river inВ silence froze,

Peaks ofВ breathing.

And dusk through the woods wandered,

And the mystery was near.

Dawn inВ the forest caughtВ me.

InВ the glow ofВ gold,

Sunrise fire was already burning.

With the beam “spoke” then.

Here the beam touched theВ blue

And flooded the sky with light.

And the forest, waking from silence,

Suddenly, byВ singing birds he answered.

And finally, at his feet, he fell.

Trembling on the green grass.

The mist from the lowlands gray drove

And turned around inВ the afternoonВ fun.

Rain

Noisy Rain sings toВ me outside the window,

Lulling middle ofВ the day, out ofВ place:

– You forget the sweet dream…

And wets the leaves.

– Thou don’t flatter the to me rain,

Thou ofВ fields ofВ flowers and gardens,

ToВ make them better bloom,

And inВ the gardens stood shoots.

But rain stubborn noisy pours

And the song is brought toВ theВ end.

What does he sing his song about?

Let everyone find the answer himself.

Butterfly

Butterfly flew into the window.

And beating inВ it, knocking on the glass.

Why rush her, because it is durable

And aВ century toВ him from the wings does not open.

Why strive for space,

Through aВ solid transparent barrier.

Isn’t it better to just settle your argument?

Finding inВ inaction delight.

Dream and believe inВ the best moment,

When the window itself suddenly opens.

InВ that near and far world,

InВ which you lived and crave toВ find yourself.

But all the same wonderful world ofВ the glass.

The window itself will not open.

And the butterfly prefers toВ fall afterwards,

Now continues toВ fight!

Poplar

He was tall and slim and powerful.

Dropped foliage inВ the fall at times.

The spring ray caressed him warmly.

InВ winter, the crown was covered with snow.

He was aВ lighthouse inВ the distance.

As an obelisk was visible aВ mile away from the village.

And, flying past, cranes:

– Kurly! Kurly! – Shouted in his honor.