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© Copyright Карпач Элеонора (dark_rainbow@mail.ru)
Размещен: 12/07/2009, изменен: 12/07/2009. 3k. Статистика.
Сборник стихов: Поэзия

Аннотация:
Цикл сонетов на английском языке

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Sonnet 1

The sea's soul is my infinity,

The moonlight is my heart

I don't fear the obscurity

In the darkness of midnight

I fly in the life like a bird

Over the world, over the sky

My head is cold and my hands are hot -

I am living for art. But why?..

When sadness at night comes to me

I stay with depression alone

We play with each other. Sky can that see

And silently whispers: "You're steadfast like stone,

But this world is better than it can seem...

Dream of! Life ends with a dream".

Sonnet 2

At the end of a dream

You call everyone and silently scream

Why? Because that windy life

Is I think like a bloody knife.

Once, I go to the shade,

One way ticket you me made,

In the shade I have a rest

And will run away the west.

Where are you now?

That world, as for me, haven't love

People like ashes... But I'm resurgent

The black sky with gold stars is extravagant.

Does God exist is? Maybe, but who is calling to him?

I'm like fallen angel lost in my sweet dream.

Sonnet 3

The shadow of a dream? What is it?

My heart is going on? A little bit...

Who knows where is my life river?

The wind. I can see! It's so near.

I am stranger in the world.

Who? Who give me golden sward?

Where's my brother Northern Wind?

I will search him, I too dreamed.

Love, at first, yourself, because

Crowds make a lot of noise

In the darkness at midnight

Release your dream to flight.

With the moon, the silver single team

With shrill winds stroll your light dream.

Sonnet 4

At a sorrow lone midnight

Don't switch on the brightly light

I look at the window, I didn't sleep

And go to the black sky to my first trip.

I can see the sea before,

Moon and winds, and never more...

Goldish sand at night is dim,

I am searching my lost dream.

It's the first day of my life,

In my hand is silver knife.

I think fear will kill all

But at night with moon I've stroll

I am walking on the waves

Our life has many ways...

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