The shooting of the mountain echoby Vladimir Vysotsky---In the silence of mountains, where rocks are not obstacles.... obstacles....For that winds on the steeps, where nobody climbed... nobody climbed....There lived so merry a mountain...

Автор???? Нашла только Анна Гринко By Anna Grinko---Today there was a distribution free of Love.I've stood in a turn, but was the last in it.Before me there was a girl so young,So lean and pale with a snub nose stickAnd with a...

I've seen once her in a joyous whirl of ball dance,It seemed that she was trying me to please,Her eyes were affable and she was impulsive,And natural was a glitter of her cheeks,This and a view of her full bosom - could fillMy mind wit...

When a greensward covers totally my ash,When, having said good-bye to my short living,I'll be only the sound in your lip's mesh,Only the ghost in your mind dreaming...When my young friends on the abundant feastsAre lazy to remember me...

By Alexander Sergeevich PushkinTo Helen Ushakova in her albumYou are so naughty by the nature,For you it was biassed for long,And now our endless praisingSeems for you like a tiresome ode. You know by yourself, indeed,T...

Oh dreams, my dreams,Where is your sweetness?Where are you, whereThe night's delight?The joyful dreamHas gone, and deeplyI'm in darkness, single,Was awakened. RoundThe bed there is the nightSo mute. Again I feel,Tha...

And nobody will explainHow in your soul inner rainIs moisturing the essence's plainUp to the wetland's and bog's state.But after this rain - burst of tearsAre turning to rust all the gears,Which moved your ship in this life oce...

I've curled my ears into tubulesIn order that the noodles won't be hung on them.I'm going along the street... dooo-bbiii-doooo...And I feel myself younger and younger!The noodles on earsSometimes are too hard,They weigh sometim...

The moment we are concieved from tiny cell,the moment when we are born from mother body dwell, the moment we live, breathing the air of the earth, the moment we run to the end and forth - all is united by the force of universe to move...

To be such as the others? And not to have the fire? The fire in in-self? Is this your real desire? The fire burns the obsolete, The fire gives the rise to me -The Phoenix after all, From ashes to the world......