Michael Jackson - To Love... (Verses of Eduard Asadov)
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- Опубликовано: 28 сен 2024
- Eduard Asadov - Island romance.
From the Arctic to the Antarctic
People the world over.
And only the island Romantics
Not on a maps
And indeed it exists,
There's a moon, and the mountains,
But not a single sceptic
And no arguer.
There's no whisper of the inhabitants,
Neither boredom nor anguish.
Live there alone dreamers
Lovers and eccentrics.
There's a blue cliffs
There all winds voices
white albatrosses
And red sails.
There's a bay of Don Quixote,
And Cape Robinson there's too.
Guitar on the island at a premium,
And the first word is "a honor"!
Everywhere there has hiking trails,
And every fire
Eat turtles with dill,
and washed down with strong rum from Jamaica
There are often awarded for the song
Cup silver in colour,
And the fact. Insulted a woman who
Burned at the stake.
Guitar play there at night,
By Constellation rocket rush
There a lovers say
only verses
From the Arctic to the Antarctic
People all over the world have been,
And only the island Romantics
Not on a maps
But it is not necessary to be sad about maps
The thing is,
What island near one forever -
He lives in your heart!
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Eduard Asadov - Word about love.
Love this means first of all to give.
Loving it means their feelings, like a river,
With spring generosity spill
To the delight of a loved one.
Love it just means opening your eyes
think about what would please, bestow
The one whom you love with all my heart!
It means love passionately to keep fighting
For loyalty and word, and every look,
To have the heart to the end:
And in sorrow and in joy forever near.
And a love waiting? Of course awaits!
She waits and tenderness, and warmth, but only
Accounting calculation does not lead:
how much she gave, and how many took.
Love is not a piggy bank in the mist behind the cupboard
The song is not peculiar to close.
Loving it means to respond with joy
All good on earth!
Loving it means to see any object ,
Feeling close soulmate:
Here's a book! He read it or not?
There's a pear! He ate it?
Trinket? Why? Why is there nothing?
Sometimes, after all, a drop of life saved.
Love is there happiness cherry banner,
A trifling happiness does not happen!
Love - not continuous fireworks passions.
Love - it's true in life hands
She is not afraid of no black days
No delusions and no separation.
Love - means to protect truth,
Even rebelling against the whole universe.
Love - is able to forgive in the mountain
All except meanness and treachery.
Love - so many times
Proudly endure all hardships,
But never, even in the hour of death,
Do not accept humiliation!
Love - not mindless fun bow
And no accusations that hit in the ribs.
Love - is to have talent,
Perhaps the biggest and kind .
And to hell with pathetic arguments
All feelings are gone, as water in the sand.
There are times when only a fad.
Love is like the sun, live forever!
And I do not care cynical laughter
The one who does not measure the stellar heights .
After all, these are my poems only for those
Who's heart is able to love and trust!
"Tolga Sünter-Song from a Secret Garden", Record sound guided: Believe
Muyap UMG
Ангел даже слов нет как тебя любили дети всей планеты, Майкл добился своим трудом , любовь.
This is a so very beautiful video dear Tuti:)...i like to see your Film:)...The Music Melody is too beautiful...Thank you so much♥...Good Night for you with our Love Michael♥:)
Thank you, my virtual friend! I'm glad that you liked my fantasy! Bless you! Michael forever! :)
Muito bom trabalho, gostei!
Desejo-lhe uma grande quantidade de energia em 2014 e sucesso em sua carreira de pop!
Мой дорогой друг!Даже не знаю ? Что сказать...
Нет слов..
Все мои слова...
Блекнут перед вашими стихами...
Они вывернули меня,на изнанку...
А что там у меня..
А там сейчас пустота и неверие в эту самую любовь!
Дело в том что я всегда на вещи смотрю
поверхностно не замечая сути ...
вещей...
точнее их глубины...
Это как смотреть на озеро и не видеть его глубины...,
Так у меня и в любви...,
Спасибо вам,за то, что вы, так тонко чувствуете..
И за путешествие на этот таинственный остров..
Вы знаете однажды я села в лодку,и отправилась
с этого острова подальше...А теперь хочу вернутся ...
Но парус Надежды сдулся ..
Ветер Веры как то поутих..
А Любовь..
Жизнь заставляет нас женщин быть сильными,,.,
О оно наверно правильно..,
Но как иногда хочется быть фарфоровой статуэткой..
Которую ценят и боятся разбить...
Наверное я сейчас что не то пишу,..
А Майкл своим творчеством,
хотел вдохновить нас..
Я обязательно его послушаю..напишу, и ещё подумаю...
Спасибо огромное вам!
Я рада, друг мой, что могу Вам чем-нибудь помочь. Рада, что Ваша надежда живёт вместе с чудаками-романтиками! Я тоже - с ними! С новым 2014 годом! Пусть всё сбудется! :)
fantastic fantasy!!! ♥
Thank you, Judith! Happy New Year!!! Be happy always!! :)
Happy New Year!!! Tutissimaful!! :) ♥