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dedicato a Joseph Brodsky

04.11.2018
sulla maschera solo il trucco bianco
la sua vita di mare non è ancora diventata un rifugio per i sensi,
e attraverso le onde è trasportata dalla sua barca.
 
nel buio, i rematori sono stanchi,
lei legge, nella casa delle iscrizioni,
Intorno solo all'odore dell'acqua,
 
E le persone con le sciarpe aspettano la rivelazione di San Marco,
Chi ha detto che la Grecia, visto qui e questo,
come strumento di resurrezione,
 
le colonne stanno ancora sopra l'acqua,
e c'erano le luci nelle finestre,
solo
~ dimentica di me.
 
 
In pochi grani di questo deserto silenzioso
no, anche un urlo, ora non mi fermerà,
Ma seriamente, non ho nessun posto dove correre.
 
E prima che tu sia un posto per un leone, un trono,
per quali banchi di pegno non stanno costruendo?
 
venice 2008, San Marco
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Gilets jaunes

08.12.2018
mon ami a persécuté de partout,
pas bonaparte, et pas jesus,
viens ici avec le dernier mot
et en esprit, il est ressuscité maintenant
 
Maintenant, souviens-toi longtemps,
son gilet jaune
il vous dira tout
en vérité sur les promesses
 
A propos du Palais Elyesievsky,
Les dames de la cour et monsieur et messieurs
et même de son allocation,
comment lavé les sols
 
Comme il déchargeait les caisses,
pendant que tu buvais du café,
Il vous dira
toute la vérité de cette vie
 
C'est toi, très long
comme un cheval pilé,
maintenant c'est son tour
vous traînant par les oreilles
 
Maintenant quand, bien sûr,
ce sont des démons assis à l'étage
et dans la tête ils ont des palais,
yachts, or et échanges.
 
pour le petit déjeuner, ils aiment le caviar
champagne au lit et truffes,
n'attends pas mon ami
ils ne se soucieront jamais de vous.
А рифма-то где?))))
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to Sir William S.Burroughs

29.11.2018
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I remember we had a lot of fun, but I didn't understand
why did you shoot your wife
even for a junk like me it would feel sad
seeing her dead, in the blood.
 
***
When I was lying in Mexico and eating peyote,
all my dreams was of "Dead Man", well, I became
curious,
why the Indians are smarter than me.
 
 
In the worn-out jeans and worn boots,
professional logger, I have been sitting for the eighth year,
I would jump on this fast train,
which travels to Oregon,
 
***
 
There is an old motel, through the evening lights,
are you still waiting me there?
How many years I do not remember
in the worn out jeans and holey shoes,
all loggers lumberjack,
 
 
Through the dark sky, the train carries me to an old motel,
old janki, i'm pouring a glass of gin,
and I'll take the guitar in my hands, let me sing lousy,
but I can play you a thread.
 
***
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Plein air

02.03.2018
wind was blow,
snow lay on the yard,
you said: i'll pet you,
i said: you can't.
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Plein air

02.03.2018
Walking through fields,
on a spring sunny day
you bring golden daffodils
after the rain.
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Plein air

02.03.2018
Flavoured rhythm of the night
Sounds like train tear afar
Men kiss her sweet lips daily
enchanted of letters she wrote
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Plein air

02.03.2018
I'm not Milton or Byron
i'm unknown artist
build myself a monument
and stayed my way in which i'm certain
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Plein air

02.03.2018
the love is gone, tommatoes fade away,
decayed chrysanthemums sleep in the garden
like wild Dingo dog you look at me
and poignant knife is all i see.
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Plein air

02.03.2018
Valentines day, a bottle of pink champagne
roses, and sweets
take me where the streets have no cars
and love has no address
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Plein air

02.03.2018
Migrant has bought Hundai himself
He's very urgent person
Yesterday he was carrying garbage
but now he's proud ~ acsacal!
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Plein air

02.03.2018
My self indulgence has some points
true expectations
and forbidden deposits
all gone to future, and only body stayed
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Plein air

02.03.2018
drink a cup of tea, i'll take my hat
In a room full of mirrors, i'll take my hat
watching olympics, i'll take my hat
when you sad or crying, i'll stay for you
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Plein air

02.03.2018
Lonely and sick,
i'm staying in bed with bubonic plague
It's time to die, my friends
incurable, i'll came to say: goodluck
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Plein air

02.03.2018
Cold body, wachting from the coffin
and hear the crying all around
i see procession comes
and near my tomb, they threw the ground at me
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desdemona

02.03.2018
D'ye pray tonight my desdemona?,
i hear you laughing at me
with your young lover in my bed
thrusting fangs into her neck, i wheezed
 
 
 
 
 
All night the crown croaked on the pine,
in silver light moon rises,
my teeth has risen likea a blades
the hairy skin turns gray
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Mindless politics of destruction

02.03.2018
I saw the politicians, bankers, speakers go to hell
and ask the devil: ~ why do you put them here?,
he said ~ they're my puppets, slaves and servants
they lie to you and rob people like you.
 
and pull her body to my thomb,
and i saw the fire and the burning hell
above and devil stood beside me,
"my hour come he said".
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the Devil

02.03.2018
the Devil stood up on his throne,
and Hitler gave him lighter
Ronald Reagan fell of his knee Henry Ford
poured a glass of wine, Bill Gates kissed his ass.
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To dear Polly

02.03.2018
My sweetheart pouring tears
i went away from her
she was very giddy
and always asks for more
 
***
 
I said: my dear Polly,
You shouldn't be so cruel
d'ye see that cow, please bring
some milk to mee
 
***
 
But she was very angry,
and throw away the key
she run away to highland mountains
and jump naked to the sea.
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President Putin in crematorium

16.11.2018
old Devil from Israel stretches hands,
how warm Vladimir body dies in flame
it's cherish all the lies
and sweet smoke covers,
 
flute is crying,
fire takes him to dust
and all years of torturing people
Putin is dead. he never will back.
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The saint Bonifatius

02.03.2018
The saint Bonifatius chopped Tara oak
The saint Bonifatius drunk barrel of wine
The saint Bonifatius was love single women
The saint Bonifatius dance all night through
The saint Bonifatius Is cheerful, not racist.
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winter landscapes

02.03.2018
when the darkness will came
i will stood up the snow filds with you,
and storm will be singing us ballads
far away like lighthouse in the sea
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diamond beast

13.07.2018
I'm diamond beast
i'll show you a feast
try yourself somewhere else
go home, and mind your own business
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Moёt /blues song/

01.12.2018
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Please girl, stop this game to me,
because i'm pouring salty tears
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Unicorn and horses

13.07.2018
Horses, horses be be be,
let me be your valentine,
Unicorn is not a horse
this's bird and sexy gurl
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Enda Kenzy

11.07.2018
My name is Enda Kenzy, i'm very urgent kid
i drunk a lot of Guiness when i was small and green,
But youth came out so quickly
it used to be much fun,
Kid should not drink Beer Guinness - He will urin...
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